Oh, Woman
by Billy Dayers
Torment me with your wiles..
Incarcerate my heart.
Inflict sweet pain, am I insane..
or do I play the part?
Infatuation, indignation..
doesn't matter, no control.
Gift from God, predetermined..
chooses me to play the role.
Deepest thoughts..I reach for you.
Would you deny what is my due?
Cannot linger, won't depart..
incarceration of the heart.