You’re So Sexy

So many things you are to me; so pure, amazing, fine, and rare,
When I reflect, I can’t believe how much is there,
You are so girly, sweet, and gentle; so modest, sensitive, and so fair;
And you’re so sexy, I want to live inside your stare;
You’re so capable, wise, and humble; from fixing cars to shooting guns,
To building networks and computers, to baking buns;
To teaching fitness and nutrition, protecting kids, and having fun;
And you’re so sexy, you’ve got it all, you are the one;
You understand so much complexity, you write with clarity and grace,
You teach with kindness, ease, and a smiling pretty face,
You search down deep for detail, and then you find it, in every case,
And you’re so sexy, when you fucking swear, and sport your lace;
You like to fish, hold hands, and dance; you’re a mushy angel in romance,
You’re curvy body puts my fingers in a trance,
You’re ass is bliss within my hands; your hair, your lips, your kneeling stance;
And you’re so sexy, and you don’t need those freaking pants,
You’re so sexy, and you don’t need those freaking pants.