undefined
The charms she uses on you to blank your head, Obsessed with the thoughts she’ll carry you to bed. The voice she possesses to talk you into things, Her words carry meaning worth diamond rings. The movements she does as you see her walk, She’ll have you around her finger; watch the clock. She will seize your attention as she dances to the song, Although she knows deep down she is exotically wrong. She is like a little girl; she doesn’t know where to run, Yet found a way until she figures what needs to be done. She will do whatever it takes for you to dance to the song, In times of desperation, she will do things exotically wrong. The beauty she has is revealed in front of your eyes, Astonished by the character, she can see your surprise. The sounds she makes will carry far beyond your desire, She will smile at you for the revelation of your inner fire. The contact she has with you will bring your senses wild, You’ll loose control, unable to think lucidly just like a child. She will play around your mind to get you confused, Whatever is in her power, she will get you seduced. She will hold on to you until she has her own way, Infatuated by the lust, you will never wish her away. She will be the goddess you always wanted her to be, But her thoughts will be haunted; she will never be free.
