Looking at you in that dress, that body, my insides a mess,
Looking at you makes me feel as though i have never been loved, as truly as the love you own,
Looking at you across the lane, sitting down, you notice me stare,
Looking at your eyes and the ends of your dress, as you make the hem rise,
Looking at your hips, looking at your thighs, an opportunity awaits,
Looking up at me as a come up close, you hold out your hand, and I pull you up,
Looking for a place to rest you up high, plant your full butt, and open those thighs,
Looking down at me as I lick and suck, your hand in my hair, gasping for air,
Looking at me loving you, Looking at your body loving me.
BENT ON LOVE 