That Jones

I was minding my own business… didn’t see you coming.
Then you caught my eye,
Small talk
Numbers exchanged…
Complimented my eyes and smile
And right then…….
I thought
I might
Catch a Jones for you.

Feelin’ it creepin’
Your silence and mystery intriguing
Your mind stimulating
Voice… taming
My desire for your frame… teasing
I heard it…
That Jones was calling

Making me giggle over the phone line
Giving me sweet anticipation inside
Cornbread and caviar
Then jazz night
Told me my voice had a soothing tone
And then your lips pressed mine
And that night, I thought
I would coulda..... hmmmmm....
harbor a Jones for you

Now sealed and delivered
Sneaky the way you do….
Slipping by my guard…
I call it that Jones
Cause word on the street is that you gotta Jones for me too
Got my mind a little busy
Somewhat dizzy
Cause time has elapsed
And now
I think…..
I might…..
Coulda hmmm…..
What did you do??
Probably…..
Maybe……
Most definitely,
Have a Jones for you.