"It's Natural, not Learned."

Sure, we may all be born with proclivities
And what we have the potential to be can
be if we allow it
But it remains to be seen

When she looks at you and bites her bottom
lip and lets-out a sigh
And you know that she is digging you and
her honey is beginning to drip and in her
eyes she looks as though she's high

This doesn't come through bragging or
being a legend in your own mind
No, it's a gift that's grown-into, that is cultivated
over time
But not even consciously no, because the true
man that knocks a woman off her feet and
brings her to her knees doesn't do this by
saying that he's gained the mastery over every
living woman that breathes

It's a natural thing that's accomplished from
within the heart that when women see, makes
their eyes light-up and hearts skip a beat
They try to but can't speak
They try to breathe but can't inhale
Try to think but their thoughts are fluttered

The animal-magnetism exuding from this male
draws them in and want let them go
They want to but can't say no
He has a charisma and a confidence but without
cockiness to the extreme which is offensive
And a bad-boy persona but would never raise an
arm to hurt them no, only to embrace them or
protect them from all cowards that are abusers

Any man can say that he's a, "Don Juan Demarco,"
or a, "Cassanova," but the truth is that he'll sure
as hell never know until he's grown-up and grown-
into this personality that comes with its own
swagger
And in the end to live this life of, "Romanticism," is
cool and flattering