She had an instinct for what I liked,
she had a way to read my mind,
she could turn me on and turn me off,
she knew when to start and when to stop,
she had an instinct for the game,
she knew very little shame,
she enjoys everything she does
and it’s all based around love.
She likes the power of control,
she likes toying with men’s souls,
she often rules their hearts,
but seldom rips them apart.
She likes to keep them hanging on,
it makes her feel so strong,
makes her feel alive,
knowing there are men who simply strive,
to win her soul, to champion her heart,
she is filled with light and is seldom dark,
she is the one that occupies the mind.
She has an instinct for the game,
and she is a master, who knows no shame,
she is a beauty of the flames,
and she’s an angel simple and plain,
which is why, she has an instinct for the game,
because she comes from a divine place,
where love is something to tame,
and she is a master of that game.
Via: Daily Prompt: Instinct
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