She'll whisper that she'll never tell. <br />She'll haunt you: please come out and play. <br />then hunt your hands; oh what the hell, <br />brushed touch of her pounds sense away. <br />Jezebel, oh Jezebel. <br /> <br />The smooth, soft satin when she talks. <br />The willow look, her sway and stretch. <br />Votives pray she'll move- she walks! <br />Devotion thrills the sackcloth wretch. <br />Jezebel, my Jezebel. <br /> <br />She mocks the fool that may resist. <br />Pursued, you waver, you don't know, <br />then trapped, embraced, the conquered kissed, <br />your vows turn cowards-watch them go! <br />Jezebel, sweet Jezebel. <br /> <br />She's wily wise and understands. <br />She'll ploy she's sightless- Love is blind- <br />and so she'll know you with those hands: <br />her magic touch, your tangled mind. <br />Jezebel, love Jezebel. <br /> <br />Leers swallow all her stepping out- <br />A goddess shining at your side- <br />All wits will fail or thrash about, <br />you're lured, you're lost- that finds her pride. <br />Jezebel, please, Jezebel. <br /> <br /> <br />She takes the men each parlour game; <br />so coy to bid, she'll wager higher. <br />You'll lust to lose. Loin-thrilled shame <br />loves velvet lash that fans the fire. <br />Jezebel, that Jezebel. <br />Flicker, sputter, fume and flame <br />Flicker, sputter, fume and flame.<br /><br />Glenn Bagshaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jessica-or-jezebel/
