When we met he made me hot with his cool cool talk
We went for dinners and went on walks,
Leaving our name written in chalk
His kiss, his touch, his look and his hug
His love, his care, his passion and his lust
His laughter, his anger, his mischief and his stare
His eyes, his lips, his chest and his hair
Feeling danger, excitement and almost like a tart,
I fell into his arms giving him my heart
Something humid, something cool,
His charisma turned me into a fool
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