Evil Seductress

A poem by Garnet

It’s evening.
A quiet, sophisticated lounge somewhere.
I, the Evil Seductress await you.
Sexy. Stunning. Of course.
I said I’d meet you, and here I am, sipping tonic water.

Ah, there you are, baby. Come, give me a hug.
You’ve never been hugged by an Evil Seductress before, have you?
Don’t be nervous.

Let me order you a drink.
I like my prey to be relaxed.
You’ll find it’s easier that way.

Talk to me....
Talking is easy, once you get going.
I’m a good listener.
I make you smile, I make you laugh.
Alcohol gives you a push, and you’re falling...

C’mon, look at me....
No resistance. Good.
In my eyes you see everything that I am.
I am beautiful and nurturing.
I am humorous and light-hearted.
I am tantalizing.... yeah, baby, reach for my hand, just like that.

But don’t stop talking...
I want to know all about you.
It feels good....
Just to talk. Just to look into my eyes.
Succumb to desire... that’s what I want...
But I don’t betray my intentions.... yet.

It’s time to go.
Getting late.
Yeah, baby, put your arm around me, just like that.
Take me home.
Come inside.
I pretend you’re going to leave....
Though I know you’re not.

A kiss ‘good night.’ Mmm...
Hug me tight, touch me.
That's it... bare skin...
Kisses, warm and hard.
“Wanna stay?” I whisper. Of course you do.
You can’t resist
The Evil Seductress.