Voodoo

It must be magic
some kind of voodoo
a chemical imbalance
pheromones!

that make me
wanna kiss
your lips and nose
and face
down to your feet

It must be magic
some kind of voodoo
a chemical imbalance
pheromones!

that make me
let you touch me
up and down
and all around
with your hands
gripping my soul

It must be magic
some kind of voodoo
a chemical imbalance
pheromones!

that make me love
your smile and stride
every feature of your body
from the veins on your arms
to the scar on your heart

It must be magic
some kind of voodoo
a chemical imbalance
pheromones!

that make me love
you with all my being
while you
are still
a husband
to another


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