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Persuasion
I'm lost in her verbal confetti,
Spooning my soul like spaghetti.
She noodles my craving in circles;
Temptation with no dress rehearsal.
In moonlight she swims in perdition,
Concealing her darkest suspicion.
This beauty of strange incantation,
Aroused by her soothing persuasion.
Spooning my soul like spaghetti.
She noodles my craving in circles;
Temptation with no dress rehearsal.
In moonlight she swims in perdition,
Concealing her darkest suspicion.
This beauty of strange incantation,
Aroused by her soothing persuasion.
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