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How sweet her words drip with honey as she weaves her crimson lips to entice.

Her subtle smile and wondering eyes, grip him like a vice.

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Smothered and pampered in her enchanting words

The stage is set like a trap; unseen like the call of the birds

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First the eye, then the smile, a soft word to beguile.

The road is easy the path at ease, she flickers her eye lashes with a tease.

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Seduction brings its lust to the brim, never thought it would happen to him!

A touch of the hand, an arm over the shoulder, makes him smoulder.

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There is pleasure in the sweet taste of honey, that flows from her lips at night.

Her painted nails, shiny and bright, dance  to the music of his delight.

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Infidelity has opened its paws; she takes no time to pause.

Many a man has walked this plank, as she walks by him with a swank

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Her soft skin, pampered and toned, a rush of blood as she moaned.

Without a thought he hurries to go, to soak his flesh in her crimson flow.

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One glimpse of pleasure will last forever, its savour bitter sweet.

Her flesh devours him like a river of boiling larva, as he takes his treat.

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The repercussion too deep  to fathom, only in the morning will she see her chasm.

The elixir of lust will take its toll, as she went down the valley for a stroll.

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Her husband grieves like a  jealous savage, as he finds his wife, stricken, bitten, and ravaged.

Her sorrow, guilt and demise, encapsulate her many lies.

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What started out as sweet, has turned into a bitter treat.

She has lost her all after her fall, so this is payday, I’m sad to say.

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Many a marriage has been broken by lust, destroyed the bond of trust.

Keep your heart with all vigilance; for from it flow the spring of diligence.

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Take heed to the path of your feet, then all your ways will be sweet.

Do not turn to the left or right; but cleave to your husband and you’ll be all right

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For the lips of a loose woman drip with honeydew, and her speech‘ is sticky like glue.

What tastes sweet in the mouth, turns sour in an hour.

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She does not take heed, but sowed her seed, it was just plain greed.

Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised with great gain.