I don't trust your smile
Nor do I particularly enjoy your stance
The way you tilt your head never fails to irritate me
Having thought of it; so does everything left to chance
I love those eyes so darkly brown, intense
Radiant and baring into my soul
The curve of my hip under your hand
Endures those fingers of yours so cold
Endearing as your words are tonight
No one human can mean words so sweet
My ears don't want to listen but of course they hear
In thirteen minutes you've enchanted me
No one can explain us but they watch
Understanding only your eyes on me
They don't know what we're saying but in the
End just watch to inspire their dreams
So stop with the charm, thirteen minutes was enough
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