Possession
Her hand brushes softly the hair from her face
Her lips now pouting, shows me her sweet side
Her eyes like weapons pierce through my heart
To the place where the loving is meant to reside
Her lips now pouting, shows me her sweet side
For they are sultry, yet make her seem demure
I cannot resist her, the very look she now gives
I must take her now; have her, of this I am sure
Her eyes like weapons pierce through my heart
As she permeates my very being, I am captive
My knees buckle as my heart quickens its pace
She is my downfall, as my heart’s now reactive
To the place where the loving is meant to reside
We will go, we’ll become a part of, this very night
She has me firmly within the palm of her hands
As I too will hold her into the new morning light
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