This is her first verse, perhaps her tragic surrender coming forward from a place that only she can remember. The start of her story is based on one blessed night, she kissed her stranger and at that time only she understood the impact it would have on all their lives. The girl is far removed from attention’s grasp holding firmly to her waist her curves fit perfectly in the palm of the hand. Twisting her tiny shirt her body took on a different form eyes in front of eyes this time she swore not to look too long. The girl has this perfumed scent mixed from her favorite oils atop her bathroom counter impossible to duplicate she’s the one to turn heads. Inside the span of this hour it was unthinkable to move standing alongside this girl the path was easy to decipher. Quietly and perfectly still, she asks for one simple promise give nothing more than what you receive.