- Conversation stops when she appears within a room
Her walk sends most men's minds into a spin
Her golden hair cascades down her back in silken waves
Some would think that looking at her constitutes a sin
Her almond eye and pouty lips cause quivers of the heart
Her voice sends shivers up the straightest spine
Her steamy look can quicken and your blood will start to thicken
Any man would kill to say 'Oh yes, that girl is mine'
She's the woman that your woman fears once in a while
There's a delicate caress in every instance of her smile
You think that you might have her but you really would be wrong
Her presence is a fleeting as the echo of this song.
For how can you contain the summer wind or springtime rain?
What makes you think that you can have your way?
A gift she is to all and as with Helen worlds will fall
Just be glad you got to see her on that blessed blessed day.
I started this three years ago about a friend of mine, and while reorganizing some files tonight, stumbled across it and the rest spilled out. It's nothing spectacular, but I think it captures her pretty well.
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She's the woman that your woman fears once in a while
