Maybe Later

I stare at the empty chair sitting next to mine
Her hair blonde and long
Her eyes blue
Her smile so new
I stare at her legs 
Bare and so damn fine

In my heart I want her all
In every way imaginable 
Dress her down
Slide my hands on her legs
So breath taking 

So far from my sights 
I’m dreaming now
Fantasying of her sitting here
             With me now
Maybe later
Maybe later
I’ll feel her love again

I stare at an empty chair sitting next to me
Her hair blonde and long
Her eyes blue
Her smile so new
I stare at her legs 
Bare and so damn fine

Maybe later
Maybe later
I’ll feel her love again
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