A chant of melodies smooth and seductive
Her hips flow to the rhythm of the music
His eyes... Fixed and gazed at her
Unaware of the poison mixed in her stare
She plays him like a violin
Taunting him deep within
Troubled he is at the sight of her
For fear of what desire her heart whispers
A man brought low by the feet of a temptress
A word to the poor and simpleminded
Be guided by him whose words are pure and never to be confounded
For in His truth, the soul is safe
And in His commandments the heart will never lose its place
For behind the mask of stolen waters
Is the bitter taste of death and shame
Delilah is HIS or HER name.
Author: Stephanie Sutherland Souza
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