Head Or Heart

High heels, Glad rags and girly Nights out Flutter eyelashes, smile and seduce him with a perfect lip puttering pout, Excitement rushing for all my adventures that signal me ahead, From a drink to a kiss and leading temptation as we pull one another into bed Muscles firm, Skin pure and lost in his glistening eyes He pulls me out of the murkiness and lifts me high up into breath taking skies I held him tight and clung to him I knew he was mine at last I believe if you love someone then there's no such thing as moving too fast.