Cling

I cling tightly to you as our lips collide in a sweet, harmonious symphony of seduction.

Tainted Seduction

The seductive siren awaits, A finger curled, beckoning forward Like a moth to the brightest flame, You foolishly flock, Not realizing the fatal mistake made

Entranced

Spells spoken by soft, sultry lips Always entrance me far too easily Golden sparks spread From smooth fingertips, trailing along Plush, quivering skin