Your hand on my thigh,
A feeling I can't deny,
I'll always remember that kiss,
And how I couldn't resist,
Your hands and that sweet touch,
That I loved so much,
Your smile of gold,
It made me whole,
The tears on your cheek,
When there was no one to critique,
The thought of your lips,
Which lead me straight to your hips,
All those sexy scars,
Just like your little cars,
Your tightly toned butt,
Your perfect strut,
I just want you to hold me tight,
and at least try to put up a fight,
