Seductress

I love his chambers,

The seductress.

I love the way his words move gracefully

With his body.

I love his grip,

The seductress.

I love the way his hands rip voraciously

At my subconscious

I love his vibration.

The seductress.

Never has an energy been so capable of such divine destruction.

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I asked you, Circus members, to send me words which I will use as inspiration for short poems. Each piece is titled according to the word it was inspired by.

Love, Sidian