norman hale

(2/18/1963 / ohio)

Oh Baby


Oh baby
Those hips, that smile
They hold me in a trance
For a good long while

Oh baby
That hair, those eyes
Beyond that there is love
Hidden in disguise

Oh baby
Those toes and finger meant for rings
All are very precious
To every man as well as kings

Oh baby
Those legs, that sass
Puts you above most women
When it comes to class

Oh baby
Those breasts, and eyes
Put me in a stand
But then, that's no surprise

Oh baby
That shape like an hour glass
Oh baby, you know
My heart is racing fast

Oh baby
Those shoes, that dress
Oh baby you have to know
You keep my nerves a mess

written 1/18/2014 by Norman Hale Jr.

Submitted: Sunday, January 19, 2014

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