Pinky

The touch of her pinky grazing mine,
Sends a chill all the way up my spine.
This chill soon turns to intense heat,
That I can feel all the way to my feet.

Should I scoot closer to her on the sofa?
Or motion her to move on ova'?
I do what any gentleman would,
Ask her if she thinks the movie's good.

Who am I kidding? I have no game,
It took four convos for her to know my name.

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