i like your charm, you do no harm
under your spell-
with your hands pressed tight
around my waist all night
they’re looking exotic
but we just look like hell
the pale moonlight illuminates our faces
we do no harm
but still we’re always wrong
we’re looking for love
in dangerous places
i saw fire in your heart that night
and my camera holds the proof i hold it tight
i do no harm
but sometimes we still need to run
i’ll say that we’re just having fun
Poetry
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I like the way you fit the words, “I do no harm” into your poem just right, thanks for sharing.