• fumbletongue 45w

    Electricity arcs through the air
    Caught like prey in his stare
    She's weak in the knees
    And oh so eager to please
    Before he's even out of his chair

    Her movements entice from afar
    Like fireflies caught in a jar
    She glows from within
    She kills with a grin
    I hope you're wearing kevlar

    ©Thea Louise