What She Thought  His eyes were plainly on me as he stood Across the room, imagining me nude. And I, no better, wondered how he'd be If we were in my bed at the night's close, I danced with him, and saw the mighty wood I gave him, and that put me in the mood To let him feel his body pressed to me In some secluded place that no one knows.  I pray that he will want to leave this place, And that he'll go with me to where I live Where his strong hands will strip me down to lace, And then to skin.  I'll say I want to give My body to him, that I want to be Beneath him, crying out in ecstasy!