Analysis of Noella the virgin

Noella
 Up in your space
 Your no spider though

Not frequenting
 Up in your rehearsal
 Count down the minutes
 Like i´ve counted the months
 since you´ve made your reversal

Up in your room
 You´re no mouse though

No expression on seeing me
 No words, no show
 Noella you are ballerina dreams
 Your are sweet vanity, dear

Up in your perfectionism
 Not a meter for me

All quiet for me
 You don´t even compete
 Expression between us cold
 Dancing perfection what feats

Up in your judgement
 getting carried away

Up in your class
 Here I come think fast.