Hand brushes through blonde locks
Caught
I lose touch with the clock

Ensnared
A victim how long
Body language your siren song

Liquid blue eyes burnt into my soul
Pools drowning me deeper in you

Smiling sweetly
The way only you do
I am further disarmed

Senses raw and walls crumblin
I can't stand how badly I want you
You send my thoughts  tumblin
Wishing all these feelings were untrue

Fear of losing myself to your touch
Evaporates as I see your face
Like a little boy with a crush