Alice Pink, 23

Sweet girl, freshly arrived in this city
Black hair cascading as the sun sinks low
A magnetic aura, all heads turn to see
When you pass by, the whole town is yours
Late evenings, music pulsing loud
One smile from you and you eclipse the crowd
Golden eyes, a dangerously chic allure
Keeps my thoughts wrapped around you, evermore
Sweet whispers, a flickering flame
Nothing here will ever feel the same
Every step you take, they call your name
Pretty girl, you're driving me insane