Her identity never fully hidden
Her mind, someplace forbidden
Her smile, like a magnet
Her eyes, with schemes behind the innocence
With the gaze of a thousand warships
She held her chin up high
She caused chaos, and destruction
A smirk on her face, as she watched from closeby
She lied in wait with the shadows
Lately, her best friend
Never leaving, always seeing
Just how she desired to be
In her voyage, discoveries were made
Her wit and words enough
To send anyone over the edge
A power she held cautiously
Deceit was natural protection
To be woven with half-truths like fine silk
Capturing anyone or anything stuck
Disappearing with the wave of a wand
She uses the sleight of hand
Her touch enough to start a fire in the heart
Sparks flying, fireworks exploding
A passionate moment capturing the love
More time spent with her,
Further down the maze one goes
Doors opening to reveal layers underneath
The closing to trap them in
Like the song of a siren
Attracting voyagers at sea
The enchantress's melodious laugh
Promised an unseen allure and mystery
Left behind was a scent of danger
So thrilling to follow, from someone so eager
Once it's realised, only she's puppet master
Tangles in her strings, never worked better
She's the femme fatale, master of deceit
Everyone knows, she's a dangerous decree
She can bring anyone to their knees, if need be
So do take the warning in the chilly night's breeze
~End~
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Short and Sweet
Short StoryJust a compilation of some of my better stories. Includes: Flash Fiction Short Stories Poems TW for pretty dark themes [will say the exact TW(s) in the chapter itself] Read at your own risk Not exactly graphic in a very physical sense, Mature ratin...
