He never sleeps Lying in a bed he made. Ses yeux, trop bleu Pure light and shade

I hear his voice sing Inviting me in. Daring me to touch his skin Threatening to carry me away With complicated interplay.

He scares me so. Where will we go? Maybe he’ll suffocate me? Crush me or break me? Where will he take me?

“Just one dance. Come. Take a chance.”

Curiosity wins I take a step in He caresses my feet And nibbles my knees He’s such a tease.

He sees me blush With one little push I’m overwhelmed by the rush I'm in his arms Whirling around and around I'm full of him His touch, his sound.

Is he my fate? Am I too late?

I’m out of my depth And can’t catch my breath. Each hour I grow weaker Survival seems bleaker.

I catch onto a rock Imagine his shock His pull is so strong But I can hold on.

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I survive to tell J’ai échappé belle Wet and breathless I drive away And live to dream Another day.