I've walked past your group and never needed to wonder
what you think of me as I strut.
This face makes you almost
too afraid to speak.
These legs cause your eyes
to chart a long course.
I've never wondered about the salacious thoughts that get
a rise out of you. mmh.
"Who is that?"
"What is it about that?
"How can I get with that?"
"I want that."
Worry not, my brother, I'll allow you this one gaze at this
ass that passes you.
Glorify me all you want.
Own me for a moment.
Take apart this supposed facade
and trample on what you can't understand.
Celebrate me for today.
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