THE DEVIL IS A WOMAN
She comes with this sweet sound,
walking in her all expensive heels,
as she approaches my heart pound,
my soul and my eyes she appeals,
she gives me what i desire,
for she knows what i aspire,
all the fame and value i could ever need,
and she controlls my actions and my deeds,
for on my insecurities and uncertainties she feed,
The red dress that she wears,
we attrit with our stares,
as she flashes her hair,
it is like a rope that draws us near.
we forget about our values,
as we vision what we could have,
her lips look so true,
that encourages you,
to do whatever she tells you to do.
And she lean's forward,
and whispers in my ear,
how are you today my dear?,
she seems so calm,yet i'm still coward
for i know her intentions are wrong
"what do you want the most?" she says.
i say in my mind"i know your tricker all along",
Her skin is so perfect and refine,
that just causes you to lose you mind.
"oh i'm here just praying to God!",I reply
to get her moving away,
"ok whatever you say",
she walks away misleading my mind all the way.
at least now i know the devil where heels
and the devil is a woman.
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DiversosThis book has poetry for all people of all kinds.It was mainly written for people with a deep and creative mind.You can message me if you want me to write a poem about a certain situation that you have experienced.
