He keeps It carefully tucked away
And seeks It in time of need
I've watched him on several occasions
Meticulously indeed
...
So many thoughts run through my mind
To keep them bottled up would be quite the crime,
So to the ink and paper I go
And hope today it will flow.
...
It was your eyes
The way you look at me
Like that! You're doing it again
The proverbial window into the soul
...
It
He keeps It carefully tucked away
And seeks It in time of need
I've watched him on several occasions
Meticulously indeed
He's doing It again!
The look of sheer pleasure on his face
As he slips It in its protective place
From afar, I wish It were me
Mmm! He's doing It again!
How soothing it must be
Is this the second time, no third, maybe even the fourth?
I've seem to have lost count
Why am I so fixated?
Oh how I wish he'd use me that way
I can be as comforting
Even more moist
Again? ! Really? !
It is driving me crazy
I must stay calm
Why am I so jealous of that darn Lip Balm!