"Jazebel"

She possess the scarlet letter subconsciously upon her forehead,
Though convicted of several accounts..she shows no remorse,
With a soul as cold as a winter morning she travels abroad,
Destroying homes as if she were a violent plaque...
Her attractive features seduces like a moth to the flame,
She lays her traps so cleverly..as a woman in distress,
With an alluring sent of jasmine pored over her revealing skin,
She persuades without words...
Her beauty demands attention faster than a judges gavel,
The unsuspected man is charmed into temptation..
Lost in her beauty he tries to resist but to no avail,
She lead him back to her chambers..he follows like a sheep
to the slaughter,
There he fell victim to the rebellious Jezebel...
So many lives she's broken..as was hers so many years ago.
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Thank you for your consideration Donald, your poems are also well composed, Sweet nothings and Jazebel. Written with contrasting emotions, describing really the dual personality of us all, some days hot somedsys cold, beautiful or ugly. I look forward to reading some more of your creations.