They like me because
I'm pure and perfect...
I laugh..
I've never been more
broken..
I smile and laugh on
command...
I dress my part really
well...
What they don't see
is me...
my free spirit...
my ability to see things
and change things...
to touch someone once
and we both never forget..
Some kind of modern
day Medusa of love...
If I walk into a room and
connect with your eyes
your mine...
You feel me the rest of the
night and watch my every move...
You want me....you smile...
you weren't looking for me
it's  a mystery...
See...I've already
managed to capture you
in just this one single moment...
Oh perfect woman...I am not
I may dress the part well...
but I wear a dress of red..
my sensuality weaves itself
around you like magic...
I'm a good girl...
looking to do really bad things
to you...
Hungry is the night...