Who is she? I do not know. Inhuman. She tangles my mind like no other. One look, she glances over your soul With her pale hues and feline eyes, I have been baffled with her tight grasp.
Celestial. Confusing. Crafty. Cold. That she is, She has casted a spell on me, That can only be broken by her. Who is she?
Puzzled. I have been, A witch? Could it be? Her voice is melodiously venomous, I have been mesmerized, She has clung to my soul.
A distinguished walk, The childlike enthusiasm, An enigmatic character, Her signals are vague, She is full of anonymity.
Marked with beauty, a mask hides her personality The possessor of the key to my heart, She is a mystery.