Danger

A Poem by Kyle Francisco

Who's that lady?
she's driving me crazy
thinking about her lately
the way she moves
damn, I'm in the mood
sultry siren
alluring
with dangerous stare
you had me there
bewitching,
becoming my poison
as if I had a choice
lured by her voice
epitome of beauty
eclectic thoughts arrive
then arrives my drive
a date with destiny
as it comes to me
seductive smile
all the while
lost for words
I only observe
out of my mind
no reserve do I find
one of a kind
by will
time to kill
coming still
how I come to feel
I am hers
she is mine
one and the same
we play this game
not a moment to miss
and out of this;
arises one wish