Dreamgirl

What would happen if the girl of your dreams, became the girl of your reality?

How would you flatter her to create a first kiss as sweet as candy?

Would you interact with the confidence of a powerful king,

Or would you gently submit as a humble subject admiring his queen?

Would the words you speak permeate like a gentle breeze,

Or will the bass rumble her core making her think of the birds and the bees.

Would you propose to her a date, take your time, become her soulmate?

Or would you disregard holding hands, take her to bed, risk it all on a one night stand.

Would you be content with looking deep in her eyes,

Or would you rather suit up and dive deep in between her thighs?

Would you find gratification with a flirtatious touch,

Or would you prefer to move south, past her navel, and make her moan “too much.”

So tell me, what would happen with that girl of your dreams?

Would it contain bells, or only contain passionate screams.

And I must ask, would it end abruptly with splashing like the ocean’s surrounding fringe,

Or is it a story that continues as far as the stars, a story that will never end.