Born to be loved
Breathtakingly beautiful, born to be loved,
The height of desire, one looks not enough.
Double take, double take, got to be twice,
Look over your shoulder, till she's out of
A woman of mystery, a dish of a dame, a
Doll to be cherished, to set hearts aflame.
She straddles the line between Heaven
And Hell, she'll promise forever, if just for
She stands on a pair of the wisest of legs,
She knows what she's doing, won't jump
Into bed. She's nobodies fool, got brains
On her side, she's cute, but she's smart
Doesn't gamble with life.
Breathtakingly beautiful, a delight to the
Eye, there are more men that want her
Than stars in the sky. A heavenly notion,
A muse of the Gods’, like Venus before
Her, she was born to be loved.
© Joseph G Dawson
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