if flirt had a body part it'd be her legs
uncrossed, tube top, tight skirt, hoolahoop earrings
smooth hands that say "i squeeze"
i think she's the ****, i mean she's the opposite
of mediocrity, she's a siren that i'll let steer me
and everyone will ship us to the moon
but i'm shooting for eternity, beyond stars
and she's laced in the spaces
that my heart struggles to fit in and she's serving me
and everything about her makes me smile
if flirt had a body part it'd be her legs
with a question like
are they
walking away
or are they
going to be wrapped around me
tonight?