Midnight's mystery, she wears with grace
A black dress that hugs her curves in place
That makes my heart race,
Even by a lock, in her gaze...
Silky fabric, smooth as her skin
Invites my eyes to linger,
And sets my soul ablaze!
Her curves, a gentle slope, to manoeuvre
Make me wish to endure,
......
Midnight's mystery, she wears with grace
A black dress that hugs her curves in place
That makes my heart race,
Even by a lock, in her gaze...
Silky fabric, smooth as her skin
Invites my eyes to linger,
And sets my soul ablaze!
Her curves, a gentle slope, to manoeuvre
Make me wish to endure,
......