Men all the time look at me with prying eyes
They look at me with lust
over and over
Drunk on a desire to satisfy themselves
How special it is to love a man
and know he loves all of you back
Entirely as much as you allow
There was something bothering him all day
What it was, I don't know
But he held me through it, as I held him
He gave me kisses
And I gave them right back