by Tweed Flinn

Created on: September 23, 2010

Succubus:

With a turn of her head and a sultry swaying of her hips,

She creates fantasies upon her soft, supple lips

Heads will turn, backs bend 'till they break

She knows all the tricks of the trade.

Eyes like mirrors, reflecting my soul

She's got all the power, I lose all control

When the lights go down, she dispels all abandon

Perilous motions, positions firing away at random

This goddess in the flesh will hypnotize

Shredding away all morale in a single demise.

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