Seductive Temptress
A red scarf ribbon around her neck
It flows elegantly down her back
She hit me like a blow in the dark
Caressing the hump of her trademark
She knows I’m watching her walk
Without having to look back
I wish she could stop so we could talk
I'd say, 'How about a drink?'
But there’s so many of us to pick
So she walks on without a squeak
It's better this way, knowing my luck
I'd probably stutter, and my mind go blank
Some call out to her, but she’s used to that bark
Men are dogs and I’m a member of the pack
I proved it today, I tried to hold back
My feelings were too strong to fake
In her disappearance from my obsession I awake
And all the judgemental eyes I take
The seductive temptress her birthmark
Inspired by Lyric Man
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2014
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