You sit and admire
The way she moves
Unlike anything you have seen
How has the creator
Made such a perfect being
Along came the temptations
Forbidden was the word
Do not touch was meditated
How could one resist
Something so pure
Judgement clouded by lust
The Word all but forgotten
Lucifer at his wicked best
This however
Not a devil
Or a snake
But your last mistress
You little cheat