I can feel you trace the curvature of my spine with your eyes
Your pupils burn scorching holes into my ******* and my thighs
I can sense your desire on your breath and in your sighs
As long as you’re just watching and not touching then I guess that it’s fine
Though at night in the dark I’ll hold tightly my keys
Just in case it’s you in the bushes not just the rustle of leaves
Even though you’ve done nothing that only offers you reprieve
For in the world of the animals the predators hunt to eat