Red Light

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Let me tell you a story,
It's an old adage ya see,
How a woman can take you
Right to your knees

They say don't go wander,
Stay away from that red light
Otherwise fate will be your mistress tonight

But this main attraction
In the circus of sin
I just had to see,
So I went on in.

Temptation abound,
Bodies swirled like smoke,
Around they went on that steel pole.
One after another,
Carnal pleasures acted out to melodies,
And one by one my brethren went weak.

Brazen and cocky,
I took a seat,
Right at the stage,
With no idea just who I'd meet.

Hooting and hollering filled the room
As her name was announced,
Mine eyes looked upon a Hell cat,
Just waiting to pounce.

Our eyes locked,
I knew then and there,
That I was her prey, but I didn't care.
Moving to the beat in front of me
Was divinity in motion,
Crawling closer, as close as she could be.

With a wicked smile,
Dark, devilish eyes,
She slid into my lap,
Hips rolling, teasing above mine.

Quickly forgotten were the other patrons,
This symphony of sin was ours alone.
No words exchanged,
Eyes searching the others,
Somehow already knowing what we wanted to do to the other.

Such a strong spell she cast,
This devil on my lap,
Soul-searching,
Heart racing,
Lust driven desire.
Oh, how I wanted to dive into her fire.

"Lie to me, just for the night.
Make me believe that I'm all you want,
The only one who can bring you delight."
My words were just loud enough for her as both the dance and music swelled to its crescendo.

Slender digits wove through my hair,
Lips grazed my ear, and in a husky whisper came, "That wouldn't be a lie. I get off at ten and let's you and I see just what trouble we can get in."

With the arrangement made,
The promise of rules being broken,
She slipped from my lap,
The world came back into focus.

The moral of this story, I suppose you could say
That being bold and daring
May just get you what you want one day.

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