by Jared Chamberlain

Created on: December 12, 2008

The Temptress

Her locks the hue of the amber flame

Mesmerizing, addicitng, just the same

So captivated was I , that I never asked her name

She hooked me with an angelic glow

And glistened like light on the fresh white snow

Then she passed and I watched her go.

'Til from my eye she felt my stare

and walked e'er slowly toward my chair

And met my eyes with tender care

But as she drew near my heart did race

And I felt myself go blush in the face

My pulse was beating at a rapid pace.

Who is this girl, that I tremble so?

From whence did she come and where does she go?

I only wish I could say I know.

She caressed my hair and brushed my chest

And as my senses tried to rest

She kept me high, as if in distress

Leaning down, my ear she whispered in

What I heard made my head spin

And upon her face came a luscious grin

She grabbed me by the breast of my suit

Her lips as sweet and tempting as fruit

My dreams of her kiss she would refute.

And through her sensual display

She teased and with my mind did play

I wanted her to forever stay.

Sensation greater than e'er before

She left me wanting more and more

And turned 'round and walked toward the door

She was as fair as a misummer's eve

The temptress who made me falsely believe

And all I could do was watch her leave

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