to rule;
to overpower.

A sense of control;
oh, a sweet sensation.

Deep into pools of brown seduction
and the fire burning inside
so intrigued by it's heat and ember

To where every smell is so sweet;
distinct, you specify each vibe you feel

No time to fight back,
falling so deep under the sugar-sweet poison;
a trance, a spell of pure insanity.

An aura of passion you love sinking into your skin
when the sound so melodic and sweet
makes you fall to your knees.

A game of tease,
when you want to have it so strongly;
take it and have it as yours.

Cracks even the strongest built walls
when such a soft and tender breeze touches its surface
and sending it tumbling down.

to own;
to control.

Making you break under the pressure
far beyond the innocence of flirting

So calm and so sweet,
how even stubbornness doesn't stop
the urge to beg and plead for that fire.

You feel the temptation is too strong,
and only spent with a glance in your direction
and of course the jealousy of those who have earned such a prize.

It's the aura,
and you feel that you have lost the war of control;
fallen under their domination.
 
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