Beauty

Beauty's in the eyes of the beholder,
Beauty's in her eyes,behold her;

Pretty as the moon shine,
Bright sapphire eyes,
Blessed with the sweetest smile;
That makes one fantasize.

She didn't utter a single word,
Yet she ministered to all,
The thought of it sounds so odd;
But everyone heard the call

Heads reeled,hearts were bewitched
Helpless they turned their gaze,
To absorb this figure which
Has now become their maze.

Beauty's in the eyes of the beholder,
Beauty's in the eye,behold her;

She flaunts her style,she knows she's blessed
Hypnotic her spell,
Binds onlookers down and yes;
They bid their senses farewell!

One,two,three and four
One falls,along goes the others,
Not knowing what they're falling for;
The fate of her blinded lovers.

Like a net she throws her arm
Around her unsuspecting prey
And then weaves around a web of charm
Before you count to three

Strength is gone,purse is drained
Empty they walk away
Vowing never to return again;
Hauling curses all the way.

Beauty's in the eyes of the beholder,
Beauty's in the eyes,behold her;

She lures them into a trance
Many has been swept away,
Loose men don't stand a chance;
Their fall is a stare away.