Daughter of sensual sin

Caught by the eyes of a stranger
blue stricken with attitude
turned on by the unknown
lips curled with no gratitude

some kind of sensual presence
scent of wild flowers fresh bloomed
brown hair long curved to her hips
soon my world will be doomed

maybe its the spring air
or just the hunger for something fresh
maybe its the flair
or her personality with smooth flesh

words seems old
and body language played out
confident and it burns me up
so curious about what shes about

imagining what she taste like
picturing what it could be
starlit nights and long kisses
only to be one and one, you and me

frozen and unable to speak
followed by endless eyes
in the distance she disappears
corrupted by beauties surprise

in the back of my mind
i wish i could see her again
just to be tempted by the devils;
daughter of sensual sin