Temptress
Roses are red, but her lips are blue.
Whispered compliments, all untrue.
Does she know what her lips can do?
The minute she leaves, all men woe.
Does she know the power of her walk?
Does she know the seduction of her talk?
Does she know the temptations she bring?
I try to call, but the phone doesn't ring.
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"I tried to save him from the flames, but got caught instead." I am a 16 year old who loves expressing myself through poetry.
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