You look into my eyes and see things you don't understand. Am I a mystery? I think not. You look at my smile; You search for something that isn't there. Am I a mystery? I think not. You listen to my voice, and call me an angel. This angel is flesh and blood, Not a doll to be put on show. You see - I'm not a mystery. I am me.
I am flesh and blood. Touch me; I won't break. There's no mystery here. Caress me; feel the warmth. I'm not a mystery; I am Woman.
Here I am - desires abound; Relentless and sensuous - yours to caress Like a flower; make me bloom. Don't stop, not even to rest! No mystery here; Just a Woman. I feel the weight of your body against mine; You're heaving breath upon my skin. The most gentle touch on my thigh, The soft nibbling on my breasts - Moving slowly in a downward motion. Now you see, I'm no mystery; I am YOUR Woman. I am all Woman.
