I try to be a good girl
and not think of you that way.
But simply show a little skin
and my mind just goes astray.
If my eyes were focused on
that place below your neck.
I give you my apologies;
I meant no disrespect.

I know your skills of observation
are sharp and very keen.
I made the effort to be subtle
but you probably saw my gleam.
This doesn't happen with every woman
you bring it out in me.
Just that hint of cleavage
is fuel for fantasy.