you my dear are distinct
those eyes, oh so heavenly
god those lips,
those lips whisper a tune so brilliant
so brilliant that i am put into a haze
oblivious and vulnerable.
those fingers, 
they glide across my body
as if its magic
but baby, magic is just an illusion
and i am hypnotized
hypnotized by those
brainwashing melodies
controlled by those eyes
those eyes that once seemed
oh so heavenly.

GM