i catch myself staring sometimes
it isn't my fault
she always wears the ones with a little bow on them
i try to resist
but i can't
i can't resist her
i could never
i will never
she says that will all change
one day
she says i'll resist her
i'll be immune to her touch
but the truth is
for once
she's wrong
i melt at her touch
under her fingertips
in her eyes
on her lips
and her tongue
i will gladly be her all
if she'll be mine