Honey-sweet words, a practiced smile,
My love, a weapon to beguile.
With gentle touch and sultry gaze,
I weave a web of lovers' haze.
Hearts ensnared in my design,
Puppets dancing on my line.
Love's a game I've mastered well,
My charm, a deep, seductive spell.
They fall, they yearn, they bend to me,
Blind to their own captivity.
For in my love, they find their chains,
My dominion forever reigns.
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