Ring her in a while
Who knows when it may happen, a sideways glance on a train, you get that funny feeling has endorphins flood your brain
Why have not noticed feeling you've seen that girl before, you remember sitting next to her but this time she's shocked you to the core
You try to stop staring but you can't help but be drawn to her eyes, you start to map her gorgeous curves, you're now staring at her thighs
Well it's hard not to look at her, the skirts really tight and short, I'm glad she reading her magazine or I just might get caught
Oh my she just looked up, she has gorgeous lips that are painted red, God man get a grip of yourself try to shake her out you head
She is a Goddess and I'm nothing but a mere poetic man, I know I should try to talk to her but there's just no way I can
The train comes to a standstill as she passes, me a hand written note, it's said please be brave and ring me, I got a lump inside my throat
Still unable to say a word, all I could do was put on my widest smile, she smiled back at me sweetly, I hoped that would be enough and I'd ring her in a while
THE KINKY POET
