Simply irresistible is what I’m claimed to be,
Having a hold on a man both spiritually and sexually.
But I cast no spell on any man.
They come to me by choice,
Attracted by my beauty and sensuality the most.
Strangely, it’s mostly married men
At home with an empty bed
Who want to spend some time with me
Than with their wives instead.
But I have nothing to offer them
Other than a word
Of kindness and to recommend
That their loins be gird
Along with their imagination,
Which is dangerous to let roam free.
I walk a path of righteousness
And those who walk with me
Must surely do the same.
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This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
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