Finger With a wave of your hand With the tap of your finger At attention I will stand I'm pulled to you like a trigger With a glance in my direction With just one look at me Not one word you mention You bring me to one knee With a word whispered softly With a sound so beautiful I will come to you shortly You make me feel juvenile With thoughts that are so sweet With thinking that is delightful My mind plays only your beat Which sends me into a spiral With your presence I'm content With you near I'm comfortable Nothing compares to the moment Your power should be criminal ©Schizology

Schizology

Finger With a wave of your hand With the tap of your finger At attention I will stand I'm pulled to you like a trigger With a glance in my direction With just one look at me Not one word you mention You bring me to one knee With a word whispered softly With a sound so beautiful I will come to you shortly You make me feel juvenile With thoughts that are so sweet With thinking that is delightful My mind plays only your beat Which sends me into a spiral With your presence I'm content With you near I'm comfortable Nothing compares to the moment Your power should be criminal ©Schizology

Schizology