virgin

I play my thoughts on a man with taller stature and a scar,
I want to be his virgin,
I play my thoughts on his dark bold hair and a piercing bronze stare.
I want to be his virgin,
I play my thoughts on his tailored suited legs and shined, belted buffed waist.
I want to be his virgin,
I play my thoughts on his rough long hands, just itching to refrain.
I want to be his virgin,
I play my thoughts on his tanned toned skin, waiting to be kissed.
I want to be his virgin,
Oh to this man, I play my thoughts on, I saw you that day.
i wanted to be your virgin,
but you walked away, and now I cant be your virgin.