How far do those hot legs go?
I know just where they start.
They start
down at the tips
of your tasty toes,
then up to heaven
is where they goes,
me knows,
if only in my
wildest wild
dreamy dreams.
I dreamt of them last night,
in the few moments I did sleep,
and thought
of how I missed then,
and the you that they
support.
I hold thoughts of you,
so tight and close to heart,
as I dream my dreams of we,
crazy as I be,
and wonder if we’ll see the day
and find our way,
in this really real, reality show,
that is this life we live
and know.
