The memories linger
Always playing in my head
The way you look at me
As the layers of clothes are shed

Looking at me like I'm the
Most beautiful thing you ever saw
Looking at me with desire - a
Desire so plain to see, so raw

Just that one, lingering look
Makes me feel so wonderful
It's the look of how much you want me
And it stops me being doubtful

Doubtful of my own appeal
As it shows you like what you see
And I know I'm being stupid
Listening to my own insecurity.