The Club Scene

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Woman of passion

Scorching like a raging forest fire

With the smooth touch of silk sheets.

Kisses So tempting

Red lips like hard candy

Injected with sweet endorphins.

Black, that dress,

Entirely lace like every stitch was premeditated sin,

Evoking sweat from it’s friction

Eyes, almost emerald,

Gazing at me like a predator,

Well, Tigris of the dance floor, enjoy your feast.

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