I'm blindsided by her ambience I'm overthrown by a lover's mutiny My reflexes have grown slow to react As I delve deep into her symphony Harsh words between lips and tongue Cold summers between spring and fall She strokes my ego to veil intentions Travels by sunsets to watch me crawl Her pupils glisten as they savor me Her hourglass, I trace with brittle hands All hail the euphoria she brings To quench the uprising of ***** demands She barters for my soul With riches found under lock and key These dungeons reek of deadly sins As she puts what remains of me on the marquee