I wonder what they look like,
All these fancy new men.
I wonder what they sound like,
Rolling compliments off their tongues.
I wonder what they think,
When they see you cross their path.
Do they marvel at your radiance,
Or hunger to feel your fire.
I wonder if you blush,
When they tell you the things you want to hear.
Does your heart flutter intensely,
Do your fingers feel a tingle.
I wonder what they taste like,
On your pale cool lips.
I wonder if you're warm,
Locked in their embrace.
It starts to hurt when I wonder,
How they achieved this feat.
To experience with you in a matter of moments,
What I could after years.
I wonder how you do it.
I wonder why I care.
I wonder if the girl I loved,
Is still there.
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
I wonder what they look like,
All these fancy new men.
I wonder what they sound like,
Rolling compliments off their tongues.
I wonder what they think,
When they see you cross their path.
Do they marvel at your radiance,
Or hunger to feel your fire.
I wonder if you blush,
When they tell you the things you want to hear.
Does your heart flutter intensely,
Do your fingers feel a tingle.
I wonder what they taste like,
On your pale cool lips.
I wonder if you're warm,
Locked in their embrace.
It starts to hurt when I wonder,
How they achieved this feat.
To experience with you in a matter of moments,
What I could after years.
I wonder how you do it.
I wonder why I care.
I wonder if the girl I loved,
Is still there.
