I know I may be asking for a lot
And maybe all you want is a taste of my pot
Maybe all I am to you is a body that is hot
So I’ll risk rocking the boat
And ask you to touch me not
I like that you got the guts to ask me out
And I came through coz it’s long since I took a time out
I’m tempted by the color of your perfect pout
And while I don’t know what this is really about
I hope to enjoy this night out
When you look at me with a smirk on your face
I know you’re thinking about ripping off my lace
When you smile at me and lick your lips
I know you’re focused on my curvy hips
But I just can’t let you funga me like chips
I know you may think I’m being too meek
And you may also think if you let me go I’ll think you’re weak
But surely, we only met earlier this week
And I don’t even know your second name, so to speak
So I’m sorry if I don’t seem to care that you’re sleek
This ain’t really about your money
Or the number of times that you’ve called me honey
This ain’t about the probable Amazon around my fanny
And it sure has nothing to do with my flabby tummy
But whatever you do, don’t get touchy
I see what you doing, talking raunchy
I can tell that you’re flustered, breathing heavy
I hate that I think you look so sexy
But I’ve grown a thick skin too, especially lately
And I gotta go now, till next time maybe
Trizah Fay © 2016