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Tempt me
You never know
the things I will
do
the places I will
go
if you tempt me
just so
Paint ice hot flames
around our bed
Dare me
to enter
with a silent stare
and a guilty smile
Play me
slow smoky jazz sounds
with your eyes
Write me poems
with your tongue
down my neck
to the small of my back
and dot the 'i' s
with frost covered cherry blossoms
Tempt me
Master all of my senses
Take them from me
I confess
I am no innocent
Use me
I am your canvas
I am your book
Bind me well
Keep me
tempted.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Fireblossom Fridays, Temptation
Poetry Jam, Hot and Cold
Poets United, Vice Versa, Midnight Snack #5 (Sound/Silence; Guilt/Innocence)
dVerse Poets Pub, dVerse Poetics, Meeting the Bar, A Martian Sharpens His Knife
