Walk On By

Why do you tease me
As if you can't control
The walk, the glance, the scent
Do you understand the toll?

The price paid in my mind
Can't focus on tasks at hand
A stirring below the waist
Fully charged and so it stands

You brazenly stroll by
As if you haven't a care
Your legs well accented
In heels that women rarely wear

Rather then linger close
You are gone from my eye
Now stuck in drab conversation
Thinking of an excuse to say goodbye

After what seems like hours I am free
On the prowl to find where you are
I must have waited too late
Off I go to my car

Yet I am visited by the memory
Of the curves that were so displayed
With your presence at the party
Powerful impression that you made

So it may all be physical
For never did we speak
Because my body calls for you touch
And once again for our eyes to meet

So to sleep I will go
With pictures of you in my head
Me inside you in sensual display
Oh yes rocking four corners of the bed