Soul Seduction

Enclosed in the black void beneath the drawn strings
Many a woman’s sundry weapon of beauty and tool of guile
The reticule of secret intentions in this no-man’s land
Where insecurity and uncertainty go to die
When red lips emerge, and the trigger of pheromones is applied
A cunning plan to manipulate and attract the target
Overwhelm their senses and be candy to their eye
Or a sincere and unpretentious attempt to search and find
A love that is true and genuine to the depth of her soul

Debbie Gravett © 2021.12.30

FOWC: Sundry
RDP: Reticule
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