I saw her hands,
I imagined them moving,
a rush of warm water.
( what a touch I felt )
Those fingers, those nails.
( Oh, how I knew she could dig them in)
I nodded my head,
( like I was to be hung)
I saw her,
I never thought she could exist.
I heard her,
( I didn't know what to think )
she presents those words
so hushed,
so secretive.
I could measure her love between my hips.
( I'm not old enough to know this )
But I wanted her.
She made me mad,
the bits and pieces of her little tease.
Wrap me around,
I'm the only one, she called tender.
Or at least, that's what she thought,
when she reached with
those fingers, those nails and dug in.
( She used all her might )
I thought I was the first to see daylight,
She left me breathing,
and my back uptight.