Temptress

 Witty temptress, calculated moves

hands of silk, heart of steel

waiting, craving her next thrill

seeing is believing

watching in wait

fast foward images

longing debate

where she goes next

lost in abyss

unfathomable intent

sealed with a kiss

seeking the masterplan

holding out her manicured hands

softly speaking her lifetime woes

no need to save her

you really should go

blinded by greed

thirst for what's yours

your heart is not safe

and there is no cure



what were you thinking?

you must be greedy as well

to be taken so easily

she so callously feels

if you should follow and decide to stay

like biting the apple

some might say

lesson will be taught

in this charade