You

Just like me you are captivating, alluring. Misreading next will only lead to your captivity. Don’t wonder, come near...where attention is clear.

I won’t be the first to buckle for you are the one that will end in a chuckle. I know you can hear me so wouldn’t it be lovely to not sit there So dumbly, can’t you see the ever glowing view of me?

Dressed to the max I feel no lack. I can feel you lurking ever leering, ever dreary. Why is that when I can sense you, you are not down for any nursing?