by Caramel SplashTo evoke that feeling in a female is an art
To cause her to replace sheets with the thought
Of your hands caressing her
The ability to create the finest intrigue
Leave her wondering
"What are you trying to do to me"
It's the best when it isn't planned
When you can touch across a table
Minus the use of hands
Verbal ploys are the strategy
To mesmerize is the goal
But she met her match
Oh my
She wasn't told
I play along with her game
Let her feel like control is her name
She thinks things are going well
And I will give in
Little does she know
I'm about to win
The invitation is extended
Then I throw out a curve ball of rejection
I give a wink and lick my lips
Leave her baffled
She never knew the nature of tension
Would betray her like this
