Slinky

The shape of you in that tight cotton dress.
The shake of your hair when it tumbles and falls.
The style that you show when that loving bug calls.
The cry that you make when my loving bug bites.
Oh that's slinky.

The cross of your legs when surrounded by voyeurs.
The toss of your head that kills the risqu? remark.
The aroma of you and the touch of your skin.
When we move up close on a quiet night in.
Oh that's slinky.

Neon lights outside a hotel window.
Curtains swaying in the hot night air.
The noise of the traffic far down below.
While we make love high up above.
Oh that's slinky.

Your shimmering body as you step from the shower.
Your breath on my face in the dark of the night.
Your French underwear on the floor in the morning.
And the sound of your voice when you whisper you love me.
Oh that's slinky.

The lick of your tongue on those Martini lips.
The shiver you cause when you send me that look.
Your hand on my arm in a jostling crowd.
The way that you touch when we meet after work.
Oh that's slinky.

But the thing that I love more than anything else.
Is just knowing you'll be there at the end of the day.
You are all that I need to keep my life sane.
The smell and the sound and the touch of your love.
You're the star in my life.
But oh girl, you're slinky.