Mystery Woman
The mystery woman. What do you say?
And what did you think sending that word away?
Or even before, tell me - what did you feel?
What made you to say it - emotions or will?
Your logic... correction - the in-tui-ti-ÓN
Makes men with their logic fall down or gone.
There is no chance for us, guys - play and win.
The game has no rules or rules change like wind.
You are only one who knows the play.
And torturing men with your look and your face.
However, deep down. Under that vail.
You're waiting for One - who takes you away.
I know your feelings, I know your thoughts.
Understand so much, feels like hitting sweet spots.
So, my beaity, you may push - but it's call.
Call - to take you to heaven, forgetting it all.
Copyright © Russell Grushco | Year Posted 2017
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