The humid night air
Enveloped her naked flesh
She was sex
Passion took control as
sweat beaded
Over her perfectly shaped
body
All eyes were on her
It was a first time
But her animalistic soul
behaved as if
She taunted men
On a practiced basis
Her curves swayed to music
Erotically
Drunk on Tequila
Dipping and rising
With the heat
She was hungry
Her eyes speared each
onlooker
With pure lust
They were trapped by her
Desired her
Craved her
Scared but
determined
She would not stop
The fire that rose within
her
Pushed beyond her
hesitation
She was seduction
Hangover be damned
She tasted the power
Of being a woman
With one simple sip
She knew she might never
let go
As the music faded
She already knew she would
say yes
Before the carnal
crowd
Offered her another shot
While begging for more
By
Thomas Aiden
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