Sultry vixen you smile
I am yours
you have cast a spell upon me
I will journey the seven seas
to be with thee
you look at me
the chains of contentment dissolve
and fall away as you hand me
my manacles
I am yours, vixen
yours! I scream!
I beg with god to be
I cannot be free
when these manacles are
upon my wrists
I beg! No! Plead for, but a little kiss
You vixen
you hold me
touch me
So, I will not yearn to be
what I cannot be
sultry woman you hold the key
you throw it away
as you lick your scarlet lips
I yearn to be
what is the word
it defies me
what I wish to be
I know it will not be
your last spell you will cast
this spell holds me
molds about me
as a gauntlet does a sword
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