Allure

Sitting tall upon the barstool's perched Your jeans fall short, your boots they search Your skin, it beckons, soft and true, My every second thought is you. You stretch out long, a cat like grace Your underarms, unhidden place. I ponder where my lips pursue, My every second thought is you. How did you like love to unfold, From every man, a story told? Perhaps adored and valued too, My every second thought is you. Years have passed since youthful days, Yet for you, my heart still sways. Though it may seem taboo, My first and second thought is you. Your mind a gem of rare design In every gathering it shines Your presence always paints the view, My every second thought is you. Years have passed since youthful days, Yet for you, my heart still sways. Though it may seem taboo, My first and second thought is you. Ask me if my love is true My deepest hidden wish is you. In every heartbeat, in all I do, My first and second thought is you.