12 PART IX

She was pretty in that candle light.

It was all painted in his face; he admired her.

Time stood still and she was now the center of his world.

She could feel the rush of passion running inside him;

And for all the right reasons this weakened her.

This man was beautiful; and she loved this man.

She'd wear that love up on her sleeve tonight;

And she wouldn't mind trading it for his charm.