there’ll be parties
and i hope you don’t mind
me imagining you
in a long black skirt
with a not-long-enough slit
[the top
i’ll leave up to you]
and you’ll be beautiful
your dark hair up
and your brown eyes
those big brown eyes
smiling i hope
and you’ll be beautiful
and i hope you don’t mind
me imagining you
standing still for a moment
so i can stare for a moment
[he’ll have you for the rest of the
evening]
i’d like one moment
for myself
however
when i can just gaze
and you’ll be beautiful
and you’ll be beautiful
and you are beautiful.
You are beautiful.
