She spots me from across the room
My intuition senses impending doom
her icy gaze strikes a blow
sending shivers from head to toe
I feel a pinch on my arm like a snake bite
trying to fight back this disease with all my might
fists begin to clench and become tight
As my heart races the brain paces
back and forth. Logic is slowly beginning to fade.
What has this man eater made?
A man shackled in the chains of love.
Wondering when he will be set free like a dove.