Attraction

Who needs words when your eyes call me near,
lips so inviting my heart fills with fear.
Temptation your sword against denial that’s my shield,
yet under your gaze my emotions they yeild.
Let it be love not a moment of lust,
or when it is over turn soul into dust.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown

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