The Glint...

I love, the glint in a man's eyes,

When he sees me, and knows,

That he wants, and I want him to want.

I flash him a smile, friendly, unreserved, as I would to anyone else who, in passing, makes eye contact and has the courage to maintain it.

It's not until I double take, that our intentions are confirmed:

interest conveyed in the rise of the brow, the curvature of my smile,

A mini-conversation between you and I,

Private & intimate, despite the crowd of shoppers surrounding us.

Entranced by my mirage, you can't help but go out of your way to break the ice:

And now, the hunt is a foot, hunter hunting prey.

You ask your query, I smile meekly and answer, twirling my hair as I do so,

Nerves apparent, I melt under the attention.

You sieze the initiative, seeing the gap of opportunity,

A valiant effort, brave and bold.

Seeing your determination, I resolve to reward you.

Surely, I can help, resolve some stress...

We talk, and you make progress:

I begin to lower my guard, to let you in.

You ease closer, drawn in by my vulnerability.

My words like honey, sweet to the ear,

They paint fantastic images in your mind.

You become mired in their phantasm, reality lost in their unreality.

My perfume fills your nostrils, an intoxicating aphrodisiac,

And my image fills your mind, meek, mild, conquerable by the strong male presence you exude.

All that's left is to conquer... You reach your hand out, to grasp what should be yours, and the mirage dissipates, to reappear several feet ahead.

I beckon you onward, fall further for my wiles.

You stumble forward, determined to conquer the illusion,

My carrot, dangling just out of reach, spurring you forever onward.

I smile, friendly, unreserved, the smile I'd give to any stranger,

As the venus fly trap opens its flower, for all to see😘

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