Her eyes lit up like the fireflies that dance.
She has me yearning to beg another chance.
Her wild body moving side to side,
She leaves me in a silent stance.

Her arms so still, she wants another flight,
She wants to stay, just for one more night,
Her hair flows, like the whooshing wind runs,
She wouldn't dare to resign without causing a fight.

Her skin so soft like lavender oil,
My heart pumps and pumps, so much it boils,
Without her, who knows where I stand,
Only her personality is the one I would spoil.