You are so beautiful

You fair lustrous sexy thang

The magnetic attraction of a progmatic illusion of an heart’s desire

Or is it an imaginary attraction?

A self projection?

To seduce the most cogent

Know it’s a premonition

Know it”s a submission

But yet you are so fair, vain and unpredicable

Your ways are contrary to your appearance

But there is a wanting of your affection

A desire to share a space of your time

That eye contact cannot complete

In the making out of you