Wendy Moira Angela Darling
My heart's too easily swept by the wind. Now I'm thinking of her; she's thinking of him. No doubt it's impossible, impossible love. I'm a sucker for your charms, babe, your eyes, and your smile, and all your secret ways. You create men like me wherever you go. I'm just one among dozens, though your subtle touch is enough to make me think you'll notice me amidst the rest. There is power in that dress and heels and more than you'd like to reveal, but I'll dance all day on those strings of yours for another taste, the trace of your smile. You left me with a silent word. The sea is growing cold but I am restless. And no doubt you are beautiful with your beautiful lies. At a hint I'd forsake all this. I'm amazed yet emboldened by the touch of your lips. You don't know the power you hold over poor fools' souls. And I'm one among dozens though your subtle touch is enough to make me think you'll notice me amidst the rest. There is power in that dress and heels and more than you'd like to reveal, but I'll dance all day on those strings of yours for another taste or the trace of a smile.