All eyes are on her,
She sways her hips back and forth,
You hear her heels click on the floor,
While she's as cold as the north.
If looks could kill,
She'd have every boy dead,
But instead she passes by,
And makes lava in their heads.
They drool like dogs,
It's impolite to stare,
Girls give her dirty looks,
But she doesn't even care.
Her stare is heart wrenching,
She's intimidating as can be,
As I see her walking by,
She doesn't intimidate me.
I'm a flaming fire,
She's a cold winter day,
But opposites attract,
While she stands in my way.
But all eyes will be on her,
Following her every move,
Soon the winter will become spring,
And the cold will start to lose.
