I’m Just Looking

I just like to look at guys; especially guys that have looks that are pleasant to the eyes to see. I just like to look at them.


I don’t really want to know his name or where he works or even where he live; I just want to look at him.


Him and his pretty brown skin and his pretty brown eyes and his pretty curly hair, and I like to look at how tall he is. I just like to look at him.


I like to look at him and let my imagination rise in me, let it run wild. Imagine what it would be like in that moment with you. Imagine what it would be like to be loved by him and me loving him, but I’m just looking, right.


Let my imagination rise with in me for him, let it run wild for him, and I’m just looking.