That Girl

That Girl

There's nothing like
That girl
Who tells
You
No
When all
 You want
Is yes

A mind
Of her own
Yet
Sexy enough
To keep
Eyes
Attached
At all times

The music
Around her
Seems
Like slow
Motion
As she signals
 you over

To see
What she
Sees
For the second
Remotely
Adoring
 I see her

That girl
Moves
Seductively

 Take her
Home
and
Regret it
But Don't
And regret it
More

That girl
In your thought
Your eyes
Closed
And mind open

You just can't
Say hello
But Must
say
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