Is there a dress out there for me to buy?
That clings and swirls and makes me young again,
One I will wear to give it one more try
To attract a glance, a smile and a man.
Are there arms out there to hold me softly?
Bringing me close and holding me tight.
Strong arms that make me small but safe to be
There with a man who understands the night.
Are there lips out there to kiss me once more?
To focus the warmth, mingle my breath,
Falling into a cherry sweet embrace,
Whiskers scratching cheeks across and in depth
Is there another man out there for me?
To love and protect me and keep me safe,
Who won't lie and yell and forget to be
A man who will honor me all in good faith.
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