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Jun 2019
Like Medusa she has me hypmanatised
Threw the crowd
Those green eyes catch my soul
I can’t blink
I can’t speak
My feet one after the other following her scent like someone possessed
Possessed by her
Like a magnet she pulls me closer
I feel danger and excitement
I know not to follow
But I do
My heart beats out of my chest
Sweat drips from every pour
Shes beckoning me like a siren
I am her fisherman
She turns away from the crowd
Someplace quiet
I can’t see but I can hear her foot steps
From the darkness she pulls me near
So cold to the touch but I cannot resist
I await my fait
Like a animal startled and mesmerised
by the light
She indulges her next victim
I let her feast
Written by
LS  27/F/Perth
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