Blessed with a curse,
Your infatuation with me will lead to your demise,
Yes I know what you're going to tell me,
My eyes are sparking pools of melted caramel,
My hair is a waterfall of gold that you could get lost in because of its volume,
But my beauty is only skin deep,
My smile draws you in,
My laughter captivates you,
But behind the celebrity smile my fangs are harbored and hidden,
I never claimed innocence while on trial for the murder of your heart,
I merely pled the fifth,
I'm aware how I make you feel,
I can feel your heart beat in your chest and nearly see the pulse in your neck,
I watch your eyes dilate but mine stay the same,
I am your desire,
But my desires come first,
I should have made you sign a waiver before I gave you the chance to steal a kiss,
But this isn't all my fault,
You should have gotten my promise to protect and defend your heart in writing,
And you should also know to never fall in love with one who is not capable of returning the favor