11. der der diva

i'm so lust-sick when cameras click to capture her perfected shape

my own lips licked, i fell in quick into allure i can't escape

a body like bricks, a pretty trick, hits to leave my mouth agape

in high-end clothing she's been posing, if you get my double meaning

all that she shows is super imposed, so she has great trouble seeing

why she should go with one of those common unhealthy humble beings

a chess game, a mess game, between lust and thought

it's quite lame that bright flames just aren't that hot

those sparklers grow darker with quick faded glows

without some sense of substance to their top-rated shows

what impressions are impressive to win her kisses as awards?

i show discretion in those directions i should be heading towards

make more corrections for her affections, selling out for sweet rewards

took a path proven to be losing dropped suitors who tried her trails

soon she's swooning, but doubt is looming as her conversation fails

a trait i'm choosing to excuse if she's a spirited female

a chess game, a stress game, between impulse and reflection

since she came within my aim, i've repulsed the detection

of her look that first took hold on my wondered eyes

but catched breaths have kept nets on nervous butterflies

song for the siren i'm admiring, but she needs an explanation

for words transpired that were inspired by her gorgeous innovation

but grew tired at her crossed wires that need mental renovations

an image shown, an image blown, betrayed by the first sentence

a crush outgrown, a hope unknown, or at least greatly diminished

with a worn groan, i leave her alone, my search seemingly infinite

a chess game, no yes game, between guilt and greed

a chess game, worst best game, between dream and deed

a chess game, no rest game, i'm forever annoyed

a chess game, cursed blessed game, i've thoroughly enjoyed