The Seduction

She looks at me with eyes, beckoning,

And I could swear it’ll be my reckoning.

She saw my confusion, agitation,

And sighed in Frustration. 

Thus, she began this dance,

Poor me, I was sucked into her Trance.

I was lost in the elegance of her hips,

The irresistible allure of her lips,

Her sultry kaleidoscopic eyes,

The provocative design of her thighs,

Her subtle rhythmic Ara,

The feline embrace of her aura.

She looked at me with eyes, beckoning,

And I was sure it was my reckoning.

O Repose, How dare you dance so seductively?