Compulsion

The eyes they say are the windows to the soul  
Her light green eyes and the enigma they hold  
Her eyes capture minds and the beholder is bound  
Her voice is beautiful yet you’ve not heard a sound  
The seductive manner in which she crosses her legs over  
And at that point you’re sure your minds far from sober  
Cause you’ve glimpsed inner thigh from her unexposed skin  
Curious lust’s the power driving your eyes on and within  
The word wet comes to mind as you lick your lower lip  
You taste coffee on your tongue as you watch her take a sip  
She's got your full attention while your lady’s peripheral  
Physical allurement compels you as if its subliminal  
Her eyes wonder the room as you’ve stripped her body bare        
This fantasy trance starts to fade and she’s now holding your stare  
You blink twice and look away but she’s dragging you back  
You’ve got a girl back at home disciplines what you lack    
But she possesses your thoughts that you thought you controlled  
Her desiring beauty causes attraction and at that point you’re sold