She inspires me 

I love her passion 

it's in her eyes

And burns like a fire

 from deep inside

I dig her rhythm

it's in her walk

 her captivating style 

 that makes the men talk

I admire her presence

and how it fills the room

With a scent as sweet

 as a nice perfume

I crave her attention

 but only for me

but being held in her arms

I know will never be

I love her passion

It's pure ecstasy

And it encourages me to be

the man I know I can be

T.C