Destiny of a Seducer:Fire

Swirling in a honeyed tapestry of a seducing potpourri,
Aphrodisia flavored oils is poured over weak flesh and minds,
The liquid is in hues of the darkest red in ancient scrolls,
Wordy incense of passion in phrases and images to excite and tease the growing crowds,

moans and groans of blinded bliss can be heard in the background as they applaud and beg for more

Intoxicated now from the sirens' screeching beckon,
Igniting the audience in fervored flames,
Varieties of spicy bottles line the fortress of the temptress and his shelves,
Visions and dreams instilled of naked skin boils in their veins,
As he snares and bathes them all in scarlet sins of ignorance.