Cleopatra— She Captivates Me
I melt with every touch
It was the kind of touch I longed for so much
She keeps me safe and secure like a rabbit hutch
Making me wanna do the Double Dutch
Her presence was what I yearned to clutch
She intoxicates me like a bowl of punch
All that gold dripping off her looked plush
This woman is as royal and regal with a flush
Even at times she makes me blush
Whenever we’re having a spot of lunch
She could’ve had her pick of the bunch
Every time she turns up I turned to slush
When she walks in I’m instantly hushed
I could break myself off like a shortcake
Over the way she stays sweet like a sorbet
This queen looks sexy in her warpaint
Making me wanna tear through the air like a warplane
She captivates me all day
From the first to the fourth day
She’s been slaying her competition always
And I don’t mean it in a small way
Even the way she struts it down the hallway
Has all the fellas played out like a ball game
This queen should slay those ladies in Norway
Even from those ladies… All they
Could say was Cleo P— have it your way
I’d be watching her walk from my doorway
Thinking of more ways
To be entertained like a show from a Broadway
The look in her eyes keeps me captivated
An interest in her has had a lot of men activated
Turning solid men all crumbly and dilapidated
What I’m saying is the truth—it is not fabricated
She smothers me with her undiluted charisma
Let’s keep it real— she is the business
I’m celebrating her presence as if she was Christmas!
My infatuation and love for her is abysmal
She to me has always been an enigma
The total antithesis of disgrace and stigma
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