....sux

She's snug in the bed
But not in her nightie
She can't stop repressing
The voice in her head

He's smiling at her
She can't even think
She fidgets some more
He gets her a drink

She hates her own body
And now becoming obsessed
He gives her a hand
In getting undressed

She hides in her mind
But he goes after her
He doesn't even notice
How much she's unsure

Some sloppy kisses
An Awkward hug
Following what's next
Just makes him so smug

She basks in the afterglow
Not as golden as gold
Do they still get each other
To have and to hold