She came like a whisper in the night.
Her voice a tender caress.
How she troubled my senses.
My seductress…
She’s a vision of my wildest dreams,
with her face of an angel
and a body hot, as hell.
My seductress…
She haunts me in my sleepless hours.
Thoughts of her drive me insane.
How I longed to be with her.
My seductress…
Sweet, sweet woman, my greatest sin.
I’m in love with another.
Never shall I desert her.
Farewell… My seductress…
Aug 31, 2010
Aug 31, 2010 at 3:58 PM UTC
She came like a whisper in the night.
Her voice a tender caress.
How she troubled my senses.
My seductress…
She’s a vision of my wildest dreams,
with her face of an angel
and a body hot, as hell.
My seductress…
She haunts me in my sleepless hours.
Thoughts of her drive me insane.
How I longed to be with her.
My seductress…
Sweet, sweet woman, my greatest sin.
I’m in love with another.
Never shall I desert her.
Farewell… My seductress…
(c) Montes1275 @ 2009
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