He has muscles
Does he know how to use them?
Lifting me up as he caresses my body?
Pinning me down as I gasp for breath?

He has looks, for sure
The light reflects off of his bronzed skin
His blue eyes are pools of sea
and his shoulders are made to hold up the sky

Yes, I think I will talk to him
and wonder what's in his head
Insecure about my body
as we talk into the night

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