E-Y-E (EYE CONTACT)
EYE CONTACT (E-Y-E)
Allow me to put blast, my projected forecast about eye contact, and the vibe it attracts,
You look once, twice, turn around and look back
A silent conversation, not a word spoken yet….
The eyes travel, and begin to inspect,
Entertain the options, of this potential prospect…
with subtle signs, that openly suggest
The consideration of temptation, meaning the desire to connect
Paired with intimate stares, that imply we already met
That, come and talk to me kind of eye contact, what you bout that kind of stimulant
Laced with a meteorological type elements
With the Possibility of scattered showers, in other words, IT MIGHT GET WET…
Now, that’s what I call the naked eye effect, Strictly visual , for still no words have been said
Just sexy silence, and sultry glances,
That, prompts the lips to tell the tongue, spit yo game, and get it crackin…
But the enticement of the excitement, would rather just feast on the eye candy
That… I can read your mind BABY…..
Mental telepathy
I’m talking bout, Eye-catching mystery…
An unspoken aphrodisiac so to speak….
Eye contact alone can wreak havoc easily….change the forecast..into humidity as in H-O-T
My eyes on you….your eyes on me
One says , I will see you again, hopefully, the other responds, oh yes, most definitely
As, we mutually agree to say good B-Y-E…..While......still making contact with the E-Y-E
Allow me to put blast, my projected forecast about eye contact, and the vibe it attracts,
You look once, twice, turn around and look back
A silent conversation, not a word spoken yet….
The eyes travel, and begin to inspect,
Entertain the options, of this potential prospect…
with subtle signs, that openly suggest
The consideration of temptation, meaning the desire to connect
Paired with intimate stares, that imply we already met
That, come and talk to me kind of eye contact, what you bout that kind of stimulant
Laced with a meteorological type elements
With the Possibility of scattered showers, in other words, IT MIGHT GET WET…
Now, that’s what I call the naked eye effect, Strictly visual , for still no words have been said
Just sexy silence, and sultry glances,
That, prompts the lips to tell the tongue, spit yo game, and get it crackin…
But the enticement of the excitement, would rather just feast on the eye candy
That… I can read your mind BABY…..
Mental telepathy
I’m talking bout, Eye-catching mystery…
An unspoken aphrodisiac so to speak….
Eye contact alone can wreak havoc easily….change the forecast..into humidity as in H-O-T
My eyes on you….your eyes on me
One says , I will see you again, hopefully, the other responds, oh yes, most definitely
As, we mutually agree to say good B-Y-E…..While......still making contact with the E-Y-E
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