winsomely alluring
winsomely alluring is this tempting invitation to partake of sweet ambrosia on the wings of poetry; thus swept up in embraces of emotional sensation to abandon every thought of this complex reality! it pulls me, I draw near enough to hear the Siren call, and almost see Medusa’s hissing ringlets, but not quite! I breathe the perfumed air that hangs like curtains on the wall and, inebriate, my soul begins, but slowly, to alight… But my conscience cannot leave me thus, poised on the verge of folly—... Sign in to see full entry.