A poem MYSTERY WOMAN

This one was also written in those days when i might be around 20. This poem never got a chance to get composed into a song with music.



SHE IS SITTING IN THE DARK, IN THE CANDLE LIGHT,
HER HAIR ARE LONG, HER EYES GOT THE GLEAM,
HER HANDS GOT THE POWER, SHE'S GOT A CRYSTAL BALL,
HER VOICE GOT THE DEPTH, SHE WON'T TELL YOU WHAT SHE MEANS,

SHE IS MYSTERY WOMAN


SHE IS WEARING RED GOWN, IN THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT,
SHE'S YOUNGER THAN YOU THINK, LIKE SHE'S FROM OTHER WORLD,
SHE'LL CREATE FIRE IN YOUR HEART, THAT WILL BURN UP YOUR PAST,
SO YOU BETTER BE AWARE, 'CAUSE SHE CAN KILL YOU IN THE NIGHT,

SHE IS MYSTERY WOMAN

BUT IF YOU WANT TO BE MYSTIFIED, YOU LET HER WORK HER WAY,
SHE WILL FILL YOU WITH HER MAGIC, THAT COULD EXPLODE YOUR HEAD,
YOU KEEP YOUR EYES ON HER, AND WATCH HER EVERY MOVE,
SHE COULD HIT YOU WITH THE LIGHTENING, RIGHT BETWEEN YOUR EYES,

SHE IS MYSTERY WOMAN