I see you walking down the hall,
Moving that body side to side.
Thinking if one day I would see it all,
Stand behind you with my tube of astroglide.
You tease me with your eyes at work,
Wondering if you would give me a chance.
Even though my thought process is just a quirk,
Soon I hope our bodies will get to do that naked horizontal dance.
Sometimes I lay awake at night,
Pondering about us one day being together.
Surely, one day you would give me the invite,
To smack that ass with some fine leather.
But, all I can do is hope,
Soon I will get the go ahead sign.
Being in your shower and drop the soap,
Eventually, going home and marking my headboard pine.
Can't a man dream about you?
The crotch in my pants is getting tighter.
About my thoughts you never knew,
I can put out your flame, being the love fire fighter.
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