TheGenericPoet
The Fly
You have a will of steel
Eyes of a wounded fawn
Angel's voice
And a devil's tongue
Oh God, how I love you.
You are a gentle rain
A hurricane
Sensual woman
I drown in your eyes
Oh God, how I want you.
You are an enigma
Mother, Madonna, strength
child, naive, so fragile.
Fiercely loyal, fearless
I want you to protect me
And in the next moment
You are so vulnerable
I want to protect you.
Awe inspiring intellect
Yet such an idealist
The world will break your heart
A wit so keen
A touch so gentle
A passion so sensual
I scarcely believe you're mine.
You are my enigma
You are my inspiration
You are my love.
Eyes of a wounded fawn
Angel's voice
And a devil's tongue
Oh God, how I love you.
You are a gentle rain
A hurricane
Sensual woman
I drown in your eyes
Oh God, how I want you.
You are an enigma
Mother, Madonna, strength
child, naive, so fragile.
Fiercely loyal, fearless
I want you to protect me
And in the next moment
You are so vulnerable
I want to protect you.
Awe inspiring intellect
Yet such an idealist
The world will break your heart
A wit so keen
A touch so gentle
A passion so sensual
I scarcely believe you're mine.
You are my enigma
You are my inspiration
You are my love.