Your Presence Your presence is the epitome of elegance Your presence is the epitome of elegance, The reason for my mental absence. Your walk has a talk, Your walk has a talk, Like a tick-tock sound on the clock. Your looks give me a kick, Your looks give me a kick, Make me call you my dear chick. Your smile takes me to the banks of the River Nile, Your smile takes me to the banks of the River Nile, Where I want to shout, “You’re mine!" Your lips invite my lips, Your lips invite my lips, To lock with love's keys. Your hips call my hands, Your hips call my hands, To run my fingers Your body ignites me, Your body ignites me, To hug you with divine pleasure. Wherever you are, that's a ramp. Wherever you are, that's a ramp. The rest are models; you are the mother of all models. You stole my heart, You stole my heart. I will charge you for stealing my h...