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just

wow.

damn girl

i love the way you wear those jeans –
you’re one thick-bootied jean-wearing machine!
didn’t someone stop you when you left the house this morning
to tell you that what you got going on ain’t boring?
the way you’re walking down the street
got my ice cold heart beating mean.
wow.

just
wow.

damn girl
your skin has cleared up –
you got me so worked up that you don’t need no make-up!
what’s happened in the time since we last spoke?
you’re no longer broke; you’re woke;
you tote your new man-candy around like a joke.
don’t you know i’m in it to win it?
i’m shaking so bad, i know it’s none of my business
but wow.

just
wow.

when it comes on strong, i want you to play along –
i don’t care if they’re watching: you’ve got me,
now rock me.
take me til i’m dizzy,
so i fall on the mattress while you unbuckle your strapless
at the foot of the bed,
don’t worry about the carriage: my youth is sapless
and my loving just can’t wait til marriage.

damn girl,
now i’m giddy –
you’ve got me off-balance; i’m reeling;
and every other synonym i could be feeling.
i’m trying to make dinner but i’m ready to collapse
watching you stand there with your ass in those pants.

and when Billy Joel said, “it’s just a fantasy,
it’s not the real thing”,
it sounded like he was just singing to me
cause you’ve got me on the brink; i’m cascading;
just teetering –
i know for you it isn’t meant to be
because now that you’re grown up, you’re living in reality
while i’m still dreaming
of you in those jeans.
wow.

just

wow.

//jf 9.15.2021

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