Thursday I’m Still Burning

Your face is in front of the eyes in my mind
My VHS brain is set on rewind

I play and I pause the moment I see
I’m tryin to be sly, but you’re lookin’ at me

That gaze you return is almost too much
I turn away blushed, and covet your touch

Pheromones and chemistry makin’ me flushed
I’m warm with an uncontrolled amorous rush

How do I tell you this longing I feel?
I don’t trust my heart, but this lust is real

How do I tell you all that I’m hoping
When all that I want is no strings attached groping?

Please don’t be judgy ’cause I’m not a whore
I just can’t help wanting a little bit more

It’s time that’s not friendly, and not on my side
You just look so damn good like a carnival ride

You’re all of that and a bag of chips on the side
My libidinous nature awaits to abide


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