I Need Someone To Get Dirty With

Got to be a lady somewhere in this place    
Got more than a smile on her pretty face  
A grin, the kind that curves to one side    
When she tilts her body a little to the other side    
With a subtle shake and a blink of one eye    
Just enough to make me wonder if that was yes or goodbye    
Cos I don't want her to be too easy    
Or to sneak out of the rear door past my hungry eyes    
I need a dirty lady to come home with me tonight    
Who will reach across my naked chest to turn out the bedside light    
To brush against her naked flesh and take a tiny bite    
Into darkness and deep places, wandering in wonder    
while wondering what cums next    
The thrill of not knowing through undiscovered sex    
Disclosure after disclothesure and uncovering her breasts
All the things I dream about are all the things I want    
But where to find her, certainly not in my empty bed    
Perhaps she's hiding deep underground    
With the poet in my head    
But if she is only made of pages dripping in ruby ink    
Could I transform her into living breathing pink?    
Paper sheets and bed sheets getting in my way    
I need to make her real, I want to make her stay    
To warm the other pillow that is always next to my restless head    
Where the only thing that rests on it is the shadow of my silhouette    
Where is she, the woman of my dreams?    
Maybe she's hiding within my cell phone themes