Moonlight Lover !

My moonlight lover,

She pulled the trigger,

Everyone warned me about her,

But like the moth is drawn to the fire I'm drawn to her,

She runs her fingers down my spine, slower, slower,

I'm on fire, in cloud nine, ecstasy,

Why won't she stop teasing me,

Please darling release me,

But as she does I need her more,

She's like a drug leaving me screaming "more, more",

She has me writhing on the floor,

Please stop, please go, please wait, please no, I implore,

As she walks towards the door, I can't take this anymore,

That's when she whispers those sweet words to me,

In her French lovers tongue, "j'adore",

That's when I know she has me in her captivity,

She doesn't belong to me,I belong to her,

She knows how to tempt me with her soft longing pur,

My femme fatale, my very own Villanelle,

She's the one to kiss and never tell,

She'll rip a shy young oyster right out of its shell,

Her lustrous skin and soft luscious hair,

It just isn't fair, how can a man resist that puppy dog stare?

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