Blinded Sex

Don't see with your eyes, only your heart

I see someone
Who eyes sees no man
Just to feel her touch is amazing
For her personality is perfect in the vision of the beholder
So her body looks like the ocean on a sunset
Beautiful yet so down
She wasn't like the rest
Emotionally compatible
Mentally spiritual
Meanwhile, she's too good to me
I wonder if her brain can connect a nerve with mines
To just feel her image from inside
Lastly, the picture isn't a Mona Lisa
Its a cold shell of ice waiting to break
The lies behind me step forward
Only to show me that the touch of her is temporary
Other men are not you
She doesn't love you but only lust
Saying I love you each day
But each tomorrow is different
Praying for the touch of her is other thing
But to keep her mind and heart is another
Nor any attachments to you are invalid for her
So the world turns into a Game of Thrones
Waiting to conquer you until you have battle scars on your heart
Or die from the sword of sex, lust and doubt