With a style so fine you leave men feeling tension
as their mouths dangle in suspension
while you pass them by.
Uplifting me with a natural high.
With skin feeling as warm as the sun's rays,
causing guys to fall on subconscious knees and pray
giving God the praise for each day you walk this Earth.
Blessed since birth you touch makes me betray
every ounce of my resistance against your magnetic force.
Massaging my brain with your mental intercourse,
see you had me open in 5 seconds flat.
With no contract to keep my thoughts in tact.
I have to put on my thinking cap
so I can tap into your emotional map
in order to get my life back on course.
Instead of verbal language I use Morse Code,
codenamed White Horse or Princess Pegasus.
You turn optimists into pessimist
with a beauty that causes metamorphosis
from lighted images into secluded periods of darkness.
My photosynthesis gives me temporary night vision senses
so that I may envision each layer of your multi-dimensions.
Feelings left unmentioned because this ink based pen
can't write with a long enough distance
to express all these feelings buried deep inside.
My pride won't allow me to subside
because your power keeps changing like the tide.
Your heart pulls me in then pushes me aside
like an oceanic wave.
For you I crave with eyes that star gaze
while blazing trails on a journey through
magic spells and wishing wells
filled with the fairy tales of your fountain of youth.
Possessing no proof I am searching desperately for my destiny
and it could lie within you.
But there is no use chasing what could be truths.
Because you refuse to be used so you keep on your walking shoes
and leave footprints across broken hearts.
I try to play my part but the heels on your high-heeled shoes
pierce me like a dart.
Your affection is only temporary because it fades away like Sade
trapped with 11 tracks of this Lover's Rock.
I cock block attempting to get a head start on the competition
but forgetting that Somebody already broke my Heart.
You see I was told never to start what can't be finished,
although my intent is not to diminish your reputation
but rather to relinquish your inner motivation
and change your negativity.
You must have been sleeping with the enemy I mean literally
cuz you got me like Gnarls Barkley...
I think I'm crazy...I think I'm crazy....
I think I'm crazy....well possibly.
You see what I can't fathom is why you claim gypsy queen
but continue wandering the scene destroying dreams
like the shattered lives of drug fiends.
There aren't enough steps of my Nicorete patch
to cure the unending desperation
for the urging sensation of your human nicotine.
You make grown men shout out words that are obscene
as you contaminate every cell in their blood stream
till it paralyzes their bodies from their heads down to their spleen
I mean really it's merely impossible to withstand the impulses
of your hypnotic vibe.
The ancient scribes don't provide me with enough info
to predict your tempo
that altered my ego from normal to nymphomaniac.
Attacking my thinking track
by revealing the powers of your black zodiac.
Making my body collapse from your voodoo rituals
causing my spiritual to be overcome by your physical.
I need a doctor to check my vitals
to see if my systolic and diastolic heart palpitations
seem normal because my subconscious condition is critical.
Caught inside your tornado I have become a casualty
to your supernatural disaster.
You should be called a master because each drop of rain
that you produce causes my cup to overflow
I'm losing control to your mental camouflage.
Refusing to let down my guard I battle against all odds
while you try to dislodge me with delusion.
I find myself sinking in your quicksand
filled with conflict and confusion
but you should be using your powers for good.
Instead your evilness continues to possess various areas of my flesh
and though I protest against your willfulness
I still feel vulnerable to your kiss....
the moisture within your lips.
The salsa y meringue sway of your hips
causes my mind to slip in and out of consciousness.
Damn how much I mss that small amount of time we spent
but the fact of the matter is
I fell victim to your venomous touch.
Like Eve when she persuaded Adam
to eat the apple from the tree of life.
You are the Spear of Destiny that pierced the side of Jesus Christ.
Able to entice mankind into complete submission.
You are poison's princess
and I have become infected with your venom!!
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