Feeling bad? West Nile?
Girl, seems like you came down with
the Best Smile Virus.
Were you in Girl Scouts?
You tie my heart in knots.
I
tagalong, half-hitched.
My chances with you,
infinitesimally
smaller than your heels.
I wanna lick, lick,
lick, lick you from your head to
your toes. (Metaphor.)
Let’s go Eighties Mall
Style—your hand, my back pocket.
And mine? Vice versa.
