I host a banquet of excess to gluttony’s delight,
As laden tables groan in such extravagant light.
Indulgence draped in hues of yellow and gold,
A tale of abundance, yet hazards untold.

Arrogance feasts with a voracious appetite,
As glistening goblets overflow in the night.
Excesses whispers in my opulent hall,
Where gluttony reigns, and restraint takes its fall.

Yellow, the hue of desire unabated,
At my banquet’s glow, souls are sated.
A feast of plenty, such a perilous trail,
As gluttony’s hunger will surely prevail.

The gilded chariot of indulgence rolls,
In the labyrinth of greed a demon patrols.
A deceptive veil is held aloft arrogance’s face,
As excess and abundance weave their embrace.

A cautionary tale in hues so bright,
Of indulgence’s failure of those left in the light.

To the crimson dusk of passion’s embrace,
Lust, the first sin, reveals its grace.
A dance of desire, such perilous art,
Are flames so ardorious to consume the heart.

Beneath the rouge cloak of desire,
Deep within ecstasy’s grasp to embers inspire.
Peril lurks in the bliss tread,
As the soul entwines in passion’s thread.

Blood lust whispers in the silence of night,
A crimson hunger of unholy rite.
Desire, the dagger with edges serrated,
To the scarlet theater where hearts palpitate.

The red hues of temptation’s rise,
As the tapestry of lusts, untold lies.
Yet beware the allure of passion’s song,
For in its depths, one may lose too long.

Lust, the crimson sin, a tempestuous fire,
In the realm of passion, where hearts conspire.