Little Texas Tornado

An erotic breeze by triple threes,
a little Texas tornado.

She's hell on heels, wiggling her rear,
with a smiling glow.

She'll twist your mind in double time,
with long red hair.

Dance on your thoughts, steaming hot,
in a sexual flare.

She'll blow you a kiss, from lucious lips,
winking an eye.

While she twists a twirling bliss,
between your thighs.

Clothes will fly in a tornado surprise,
wearing nothing but seduction.

She'll be throwing hair to the air,
in a whirl wind of emotions.

Leaving a male, in her wind blown trail,
ridden, tattered and torn.

For riding winds as wild as sin,
is very dangerous, I warn.

In her eye is the quiet side,
passion's storm that blows.

She can't help but be her self,
A Little Texas tornado.