Inveigled

A faerie maiden all in plaid
Royal plum and barely clad
Waves of tresses fall to hide
Perfect form from lustful eyes


She dwindles in the doorway there
Fight the urge to take her dare
Innocent eyes, a devil's face
Follow down a dark hallway


A touch of magick in her smile
Taunt me, tease me, play a while
Surrender from that one first kiss
Screaming stars and gasping bliss


A spark of passion, candlelight
Bound beneath my butterfly
A gleaming blade, God, take my soul
This game's, in fact, her favorite role

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For my Butterfly
[April 2008]
[inveigle: v: to entice, lure, or ensnare by flattery or inducements]

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