What Man Wants
What I want is just to see ewe someday.
What I want is to gift ewe with my being.
What I want is to love my Parme.
What I want is to touch ewe on a summers day.
What I want is to love ewe all night long.
What I want is to continue with my life,
singing every song that was ever written.
Not with the words but with our kisses.
With our touches and our near misses,
What I want is my delicioous ewe.
What Man Wants is woman.
Love every afternoon,and evening too.
What I want is ewe.
