In shadows cast by candle's glow,
The art of seduction starts to flow.
Male and female, a timeless dance,
Each step a move, a subtle glance.
With whispers soft, they weave their spell,
Intrigue and mystery they do tell.
The man, a suitor bold and strong,
His words like silk, they linger long.
The woman, coy, with eyes that gleam,
Her charm a web, a tantalizing dream.
She draws him in with grace and poise,
Her touch a promise, her voice a voice.
Their allure, a game of give and take,
A delicate balance they both make.
In every gesture, every sigh,
The flames of passion start to fly.
Together, they create a scene,
Where desire reigns, and hearts careen.
In the art of seduction's embrace,
They find a world, a sacred space.
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