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Enchantress

Nov 10, 2022
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By Kashmira Murmu


Young

She was wild

She was an incarnation

Of the divine

Sensuous and seductive

Her every step

Spoke attraction

And danger hidden under the slice




She was clever

Was she not humorous?

Every move she made

Was treacherous

She was a mystic being

A woman

Drenched in honey wings

She knew what was right

Just for herself

She was a queen

Of her own abode

She was

An enchantress


By Kashmira Murmu




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