Seductress Poem by Kelechi Iheanachor

Clad ever so classy,
Moves, smooth and sassy,
Her gestures are flirtatious,
A smile so contagious,
Beguiling wiles of a temptress,
Enthralling allure of an enchantress,
In decadence she thrives,
Of men, she makes knaves.

Her lips, thin,
Irresistibly tempting,
Her ways, perverse,
Her touch, so intense,
Her mannerism, licentious,
Her velvety skin, soft and sensuous,
Her gait, pleasing,
Constantly teasing.

Buttocks perfectly rotund,
Hips callously protrude,
Breasts in defiance of gravity,
Slender legs trot in calamity,
Her body, an uneven landscape,
Hills and valleys whence no escape,
Seduction is her coin,
Causing a stirring in men’s loins.

Consumed by lust,
To betray love’s trust,
Under the hypnosis of a sirens song,
For her embrace men long,
Passion fuelled by desire,
She alone can quench the fire,
An iniquitous transaction,
Souls of men in barter for sexual gratification.