Valentine's Day

 
Valentine's Day

She’ll never let me touch her.
Her edgy kisses not for me.
Underneath her flirty skirt
Her panties let me be.

Her panties are bikini
Antron ruby red
Silky smooth and dripping lace
I’ll kiss her panties not her face.

If I were her panties
I’d cover her behind
I’d sweat with her in summer heat
But never bunch or bind.

I love her bra and panties
For others she will wear
In her nightie in her bed
I’ll never get to share.

I wish I were her panties
A nylon mystery
Panty panels airily,
Legholes, red elastic, waistband,
They’re what I long to be.