The Devil in Disguise

What a sensuous smile he has
That stretches from coast to coast
One solitary grin, my love for him diagnosed

Those piercing blue eyes
Swimming with supreme purity
Just a glimmer, I'm confined, maximum security

Such scenically carved muscles
Smooth, trim, picturesque at every glance
Unwittingly seized, lured into an immortal trace

Those golden locks with frosted tips
That move so tenderly in the breeze
One flick, I suffer from a terminal disease

That glide of perfection
Every step an exquisite action
Instant deliverance, my fatal attraction

But that grin of his is a silencer for his lies,
And those pools are nothing but poison filled eyes
Those muscles obscure his committed sins
His locks of love hide his charcoaled twins

His overwhelming temptation
The inauguration of my demise
This man is the one and only Devil in Disguise