Next time I won’t rush
Next time I will give him a chance
To worship and gush
Over me
I won’t move so stupidly
I won’t invite him in
I’ll be a lady, and he’ll be the chaser
I will make sure he’s a gentleman in a blazer
And not some dumb classless troublemaker
He will have respect for me and life
He won’t chase people around with a knife
Claiming to be the baddest yet with no life
White or blatant
He will not practice any lies
Smart, attentive
He will read between the lines
To him, I’ll never have to say no twice
His kiss will be soft and calm
His touch will be considerate of feelings, both his and mine
He will break neither my heart nor my bed
My gentleman will go nice and slow
Our intimacy will start from the soul
Once our bodies answer the call, our chemistry will take over, and we will float
They’ll be no patronising or undermining in our conversations
Just trust and understanding
We won’t have time to do any judging
Because we’ll be too busy loving and learning about one another
Only wanting to be the closest person to the other
Paving a way so that we’ll never be tempted to keep secrets from each other
I want a man I can trust
A man who will not only lust over me but also trust me
With his life
I want to hold the key to his heart
So I can let myself in and see what’s in it
And let him hold mine so I never have to open my mouth and explain what I’m feeling.