There is something about you that scares me, yet is exciting.
Something that tells me to stay away, yet here I am, unable to resist.
It is the uncertainty of you that pulls me in.  
This wanting to be a part of your world, your unsafe world.
Danger calls me, she calls me through you.
I gravitate towards her.
You are a dangerous woman.
A woman who can control my mind and heart.
A woman who, without touch, has already had a stronger hold on me unlike any other I have ever encountered.
With merely a glance, I am entranced.
You simply breathe near my atmosphere , I fall on my knees, begging for more.
Then, you walk away.
Then, I am empty.
Am I angered by your actions?
No! Instead, I obsess over what I may have possibly done wrong to have lost you.
You could never do wrong in my eyes.