You stare at me from a distance
eye.
but i feel in beaming down my back.

Trying my best not to look way
but you have me feeling such a way

I don't know your name
and doudt it would matter if i did

If i tried to say it
it would just make me Getty like a school kid

I noticed you from afar
the smell of your skin
when you get in and out of your car

Please don't take this the wrong way
cause i know you feel it
just as much
if not more then i do.


From the corner of your eye
to the side of your mind

you undress me
in a silent room

My moans have become
the answer to your prayers

and my fingers
are that lingering sign

of strangers beware

your tongue is like the forbidden fruit
that could shut down my gates
to my garden of Eden

Some day
maybe I'll say hello
and then we could see how far
this game would go

a rat race of truth or dare
maybe a quick pick of spin the bottle

layout the mat and twist our way into
the site of each others arms

til that day
i wont rush you

Its been fun
letting your mind
keep a list
of things we should do.


Janet Dawson 2009