The truth behind a friend...
A mischievous male smiles in your direction
You follow blindly without question
Contact with this stranger delights you
Focus on his invitation
Flirtatious smile in his blue eyes
Hold your secret for this man
Something agrees with this night
A wild ride down this path
He demands nothing of you
He smiles and you follow
Never wonder what his intentions are
All is soon forgotten
As his hand brushes across your face
His lips caressing your face and neck
He dances into the shadows
Follow him blindly
Nobody is there
To hear you scream or whisper his single name "Simy".
Published: 10/25/2007
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