She looks like a little Angel with a heart of a *****
Her smile thou finest but her teeth biteth
To her you seek refuge in her you can never unwrap
Her eyes speaketh to you in her voyage with her man
Is it you she finds or her man

Whooping her *** to chair up and high like a leaf swinging for air
She licks her finger to the sunset of your eyebrows
Her nose breathes like a lamentation of song bird
She is a whole book in a chapter of your life
Are you tamed to her or her man to impress

One leg high the hip with crossed hands over the shoulder
A hug she seeks over the innocence of danger
Her actions burn naivety and cause men to be sorcerers
A decade of thoughts on her in a second of rush for what you can’t catch
Are you lame to run or blindly watch