will it hurt?

I can’t help myself, I love it, the attention when you say my name,

But now I can’t think of what to say next, what to write to you tonight,

My hair is a mess, and I can feel a little stress,

You say that you like those shows, do you have a favourite?

I could give you recommendations for other things,

but I don’t want to shove things down your throat, or do I?

A message from you was a real big surpise, I did not expect to hear from you,

We only spoke briefly and gave you my details,

You seemed nice when I patted your dog,

I liked sitting by the river under that tree,

With magpies dancing from branch to branch,

The sunlight shining through the leaves,

My warm skin under my skirt,

New love, will it hurt?