Dangerous Stranger
This wicked act, is it really true
Is there something here we never knew?
Closed and mysterious, quiet and sly
Who is this person? Do we need to know why?
He plays the cad, cold and mean
Dark and dangerous, like you’ve never seen
He pulls us in with his sensuous charm
Should we not worry, or feel alarm?
Running his fingers through your hair
A shiver so strong, how does he dare?
This malevolent stranger enticing us all
Sweeping us up with his voice as a call.
His eyes, those eyes, they should tell so much
But here they are silent, you cannot touch.
Like a magician concocting a trance
Don’t look in those eyes, not even a glance.
The song and the singer blend truth and lore
Drawing us in, us all wanting more
He strolls the stage with poise and ease
Always knowing just how to please.
His shout of pleasure heightens the scene
He smiles and winks, he just couldn’t be mean
You melt in your seat as he walks away
Was this all real, or was it all just in play?
emeraldpoet
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