An Encounter with Avarice

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Voracious and misconstrued

her skin is midnight silky and smooth

All eyes are on her as

she saunters across the room.

Every step that she takes

hearts falter and break.

Her eyes undress me

and speak of dark deeds to come.

Her lips whisper

and I’m unable to resist her.

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