I don't want to be your temptress.
I want to be the one who makes you question.
If the life you live is yours at all.
And as to why the hell are you living it.
I don't want to be your temptress.
I want to be the one who is the end
Of all those empty nights on the phone.
To all those Good nights sent via text.
I don't want to be your temptress.
I want to be the one you turn and seek.
The one who made your eyes look away.
For another glance at the unforgotten.
I don't want to be your temptress.
I want to be your light your beacon.
The one who lights you darkness.
And softens your fears with its glow.
I don't want to be your temptress.
I want to be the one who you desire.
With just a thought have me near you.
In embraces that hope to be real.
No I don,t want to be your temptress.
I am the one who owns your souls destiny.
The one who is meant to be its heart.
The one time did't let you forget.
Muse again and again.
TQM
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