Dripping in sin
Lit by glossy lips
She strums his desires
With her slender fingertips
She lays within silk
Lit by a dimmed light
The moon serves her well
To accent this deathly night
She welcomes him in her embrace
She smiles her enchanting smile
As she sways her hips teasingly
Holding him all the while
She brings her lips to his Slowly pulling him, under
Where he melts within this deadly game
It was his soul, that she was able to plunder
As he drops blankly to the floor
She stands, and laughs out loud
She wraps up in her thinnest silk
And walks off, vanishing into the ground

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