Ella es redonda
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Writing

Poetry, thoughts, and a few things in between...

It's not Voodoo, I Promise

Have I lured you in yet?

I’ve stroked my legs and spoken softly.

I’ve gently tucked my hair behind my ear and then looked down at my feet,

avoided your eyes and bit my bottom lip.

With my lips that are red, and my eyes big and brown, and round, surveying you, playing you,

And even behind these lenses I am capturing you.

Bringing you to your knees with my fist clenched tight around your tie, pulling tighter and tighter.

You can barely breathe but you don't even notice because, you like it.

Because I have you now, because you’re listening to me now, because you can see me now.

Come closer to me, let my lips near your left ear, and hover your lips next to mine,

And answer me, have I lured you in yet?