Siren

Sweet seductress

dancing across the stars

hips swaying

fingers snapping

head back

hair brushing the floor

your lips move in silent song.

I am lost in your visage

unable to tear my eyes

from the lithe form

that is swaying

hearing no music

but a heart beat.

Half lidded eyes

desire studded lips

you are a Siren

reeling me in.

Enticing

woman of stars

of reckless abandon

caught in your web

never to part.

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