VLADIMIR PETROSANEC

Vladimir Petrosanec

WHEN A WOMAN WEAR'S RED

When a woman wear's red - she is vulnerable.

Require's the strength of a man made of steel.

When a woman wear's red - she will - stir your heart

Mess with your head - because she need's to feel ~

Beware the woman in Red ~

Dreams are not made in bed.

Perhaps you'll consider a dance floor~

Take her hand - go for a walk by the sea-shore instead ~

By the light of the moon - and the stars in the sea

The sound of guitars that drift from some place

She will mess with your brains , turn you stupid

It's the dress - not her breasts, or her face !

Tonight the breeze - drift's in from the tropical sea

At her feet - a blossom lay's still

Like a gift from the Gods, it was simply there

A little something - I prepared earlier, for her thrill ~

Sharing the stale air in a passionate embrace

Forgetting the world - all the reasons why this is so wrong !!!

Waste deep in the ocean - connected at the hips

YOU would not believe it Man !!! She - break's into a song .

Haunting and beautiful - a song every Siren knows

That lure they use on us men - a magic spell.

Though you may believe that, this heaven is real,

She will show you the dark side of Hell.

Vlado Magic ~

Vladimir Petrosanec