Wine will loosen the lips
Will tug at the skirts that hug the hips
A woman will cast her spell
And every man knows very well
That a woman's eyes, her thighs, her sighs
Her subtle glances, her gypsy dances
Her sweet advances
Will make a man drop his guard and surrender to sweet romances...
Witchy poetry spills from a woman's desire, it thrills, it can kill with devil's fire...
Don't pretend like you don't know this!
8-14-21
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