Pleasantly Annihilated By Your Magical Presence

You’re a young sprite Making your way through the city Goddess-like along subway trains Causing tremulous hearts to palpitate As you smile and toss your dark hair back Sighing a lover’s dissatisfied sigh That would intoxicate the dreams of any male Until he whimpers and cries. I’ll take my easel through Parisian streets And paint the world a new masterpiece, They’ll see you the way I see you, They’ll understand why I lie beneath your feet. My heart is lacerated by the cruel knife Of this unceasing desire, Your eyes mercilessly tease me And torture me with harm, I may very well cease to exist If you’re ever on my arm.