• With eyes so soft,
    She will draw you in.
    Entrancing you.
    Her scent so strong,
    That she becomes everything,
    You desire.
    The feel of her skin,
    Her gentle touch.
    Blocks out all else.

    She is not what she seems,
    Her sweet beauty a trick.
    Runaway and hide,
    For she will be your end.
    The succubus,
    Is her title.
    The souls of men,
    Her quest.

    Can you tame her?
    Warm her icy heart?
    Calm her burning soul?
    Before she get's you too?