This could be a crush,
a new obsession,
it could be too much,
or a fast progression.
This could be new,
never seen before.
a sort of debut,
for all eyes galore.
You could be here,
I'm just never sure.
The skin is real,
your eyes a lure.
Take me in,
hold me in your arms.
You feel like sin,
lured with your charms.
You seem to leave,
everytime I see.
How naive,
to think you loved me.
Yeah, I know. Deppressing. Please review.
Until Next Time,
Darkofthenight.