So fine she is,
Her legs, her hips, her lips,
She is simple a dime in my eyes,
With a one of a kind design,
That soothes my mind without trying,
I think of her, I smile,
I touch her, me anticipation climbs,
Maybe one day she will mine,
Until then she is just a dime,
Not yet in my pocket.
I remember this time,
This time of love,
The passions and the emotions,
The kisses and the hugs,
The way you intercept my heart,
The visual high I was brought upon,
I was fond of the journey,
This adventure I was upon,
I live through these memories,
No matter that they were ones I dreamt upon,
I feel them,
They inspire me,
They shall live with me,
And as well die with me,
They will never be forgotten,
They are mines,
They are my life,
My memories through my fantasies.
I see you,
You are there,
Who is that?
Can’t be you,
What’s your name?
You are me.
