Silk Vendetta Poem by nadara curtis

Silk Vendetta



Crimson regret alines her lips.
With each glance she set men on tipsy highs.
They grow stiff with urgency at sway of her hips.
Passion ignites a glow to her brown eyes.
Deception is her most priced jewel.
It sets the sweet tone for her enchanting lies.
The power of lust is her most valueable tool.

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