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All in the Head
She is so tempting
in what is unheard...
An enigma in both
flesh and word.
Curiosity is inflamed
heart is enthralled...
Through what has been shared
and what remains walled.
A paradox of sorts
that what she seems...
Youthful and yet wise
every man's dream.
Innocent and proper
in so many ways...
Yet worldly and wanting
in the words she says.
A puzzle of intrigue
that baffles the mind..
So smart and so sassy
yet sweet and kind.
Her hand is taken but
her heart you may sway...
But she's safe and secure
well hidden away.
She is the Sirens'
song in every way...
Each man hears the words
he wants her to say.
She gives just enough
to draw in the heart...
Of this all are warned
from the very start.
She is a game that
you can never win...
No matter the cards
pulled or a free spin.
She will always be
several moves ahead...
She now owns your heart
and she's in your head.
in what is unheard...
An enigma in both
flesh and word.
Curiosity is inflamed
heart is enthralled...
Through what has been shared
and what remains walled.
A paradox of sorts
that what she seems...
Youthful and yet wise
every man's dream.
Innocent and proper
in so many ways...
Yet worldly and wanting
in the words she says.
A puzzle of intrigue
that baffles the mind..
So smart and so sassy
yet sweet and kind.
Her hand is taken but
her heart you may sway...
But she's safe and secure
well hidden away.
She is the Sirens'
song in every way...
Each man hears the words
he wants her to say.
She gives just enough
to draw in the heart...
Of this all are warned
from the very start.
She is a game that
you can never win...
No matter the cards
pulled or a free spin.
She will always be
several moves ahead...
She now owns your heart
and she's in your head.
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