Moan

 
Evading desire peaks  
for a moment  
I cannot deny it entry  
by all means Lady Lust do come  
 
Seeking a level playing field  
tilt the earth and spin  
scatter on the winds a spell  
 
Bewitching in nature  
cultivate lust in passion's hold  
secreting my treasure  
With just a measure of guilt  
 
Holding tightly to the feeling  
beguiling a woman, am I  
Crimson lips, purple hair  
conjuring a man to me  
 
Let all the little witches stir  
a cluck of the tongue  
and it has begun  
 
Intimidating danger I broadcast  
sending out ardor's vibrations  
flinging dispersions  
captivating little perversion and I'm in  
 
Stoic tell his intellect is great  
all the more delectable to taste  
a reverse of fortune  
and he's tasting my sweet blush, later  
 
Then a whine and moan  
the spell is fulfilled