The Ballad of Steph Carver

She got the eyes of a killer
Her smile is mischievous and alluring
Her touch burns right to the soul
And there is nothing you can do to break the pull
Of her siren stiletto heel walk

Big tease turn on
You wonder if this time it's real or more wishful thinking
When she turns her electric gaze at you
A kiss upon the cheek to stroke your ego's desire
She twirls her hair and tilts her smiling face ever so slightly
And just as you think the moment has arrived
She blows a kiss like a dagger and leaves you wanting

How can so much power be contains in those soft, subtle lips
So much stroke and clout in those shapely hips
A tornado wind of knowing confidence blowing in her hair
With a touch that burns with all you need to feel relief
From the fire she has started in your depths of body and soul

Her blue eyes make yours green with envy
Of anyone she chooses to smile upon
Wishing you could be the one, the only one, the chosen one
To be the object of her desire or fading affection
Just one moment to live in her light
But in the back of your mind you always know
No matter how much you try
She is one you'll never be able to hold