YOUR LOOK
Your look
Makes me blush
I go weak
I go weak
Chains locking my heart
Hold my breath
I can't speak
You control
My thoughts
My fascination
Transfixed
How do you know me
And what makes me tick
Encounter my mood
Desire
Excitement
Pure passion
Devours
Every thought
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