I wonder what she is doing, now, all alone?
I wonder what she is thinking,
is she sleeping, or on her phone?
I wonder what she feeling,
is she in need, or is she a drone?
I wonder if she is attracted ,
to me, or just the way I bone?
I wonder if she noticed,
me noticing her, noticing my cologne?
I wonder what she is wearing,
underneath her clothes,
hopefully, it's a secret she will share when we are alone.
I wonder if she wants me
the way I want her
that truth
one may never
learn.