She Moves (A Collabaration)

Poem By alexandre arnau

she has a way about her
that cuts right through the doubt
with machine gun haste
from a razor cut mouth

she is mystical
she is whimsical
she rocks me
to the core
she is magical
she is tragical
and i have
to find out more

she can't help
what she's doing
it happens every time
i'm tasting revelations
like in a dream sublime


she moves
without awareness
just flows
across the floor
with a tombstone smile
impossible to ignore

she is a wild
and wicked woman
with an angels face
an evolutionary mindfuck
dressed in midnight lace

she is mystical
she is whimsical
with eyes
that promised more
she is magical
she is tragical
and tonight
i learn the score

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