The Seductress

A SONNET

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Why are you seducing me with your smile
Why do you follow wherever I go
Dressed in red, like a mistress in the aisle
Like a morning rose bloomed not long ago.

So intense is the longing in your eyes
Drugging me to lust, so deep the desire
Your kajaled eyes weaving a web of lies
I am falling into temptation pyre.