Incomplete but free

by Mild insomnia   Dec 8, 2004


You know a side of me,
That people do not,
Often get to see,
They never caught,
The girl they’d like to meet,
The soul forgot,
That she’s still a part of me,
And she’s there a lot.

But deep underneath,
Innocent eyes that seem so sweet,
There’s a mass of lies and deceit,
So elite,
Yet incomplete,
But she’s free.

You are quite aware,
Of my exotic flair,
When you touch me there,
You know I care,
You take me to a place where,
I’ve never been I swear,
It’s like a prayer.

Hope that you are pleased,
With what you get from me,
Cos I’ll be on my knees,
If you wanna tease,
If you like what you see,
Then let me know baby.

But deep underneath,
Innocent eyes that seem so sweet,
There’s a mass of lies and deceit,
So elite,
Yet incomplete,
But she’s free.

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