Seduction
Surely the charming phrase, the lavish gift,
The brilliant display, are mere attires
Of courting-rituals, designed for swift
Submission to lust’s transient desires?.
Do not the birds and beasts, to gratify
Instinctive urges, flatter each their sort
With such overt expressions, to comply
In consummating ardour – then depart?
Seduction has one target for its art
Which, once achieved, extinguishes the flame
That warmed its passion, leaving a hurt heart
Abandoned by indifference to pain.
So is this what you want from me?. Or would you have
The subtler secrecies of more enduring love?.
