Medusa

I question why I'm looking for an answer
Seductive, like an exotic dancer
Destructive, yet afraid to be alone
Seclusion
But, you're the one that's scared
An illusion
A snake in your garden
A delusion
I'm here to be intimate, not intimidate
My aura, you infatuate
Chained down, incriminate
Frightened to initiate
Until we sip Zinfandel, intoxicate
Restriction from the friction between these cold, silky sheets
Concentrate on the windows to my soul
As they are my weapon and will forever be
Fatal, assassinate



Credits
Writer(s): Tyván Enrico
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