Enchantress
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Your the prey
Im the predator
My neckless
the hang noose
around your neck
ive got you wrapped
around my finger
my mark from your chin
to my belly and your kiss
down to your toes
Comely in body but crooked in mind
virtue is overshadowed by some vice
beguiling she has power to entice
a sly smile on her face whilst eyes unkind.
O, what may a woman within her hide
