Look, don’t touch

She wore that trademark skirt
that showed off her legs,
so ridiculously short but somehow was the best,
at showing off her figure
and making peoples heads turn,
his blood was boiling hot enough to burn,
he whispered in her ear
how hot she looked,
she smiled at him and said
‘I like this look
it gets me all the attention I feel I need
but don’t think you will get me under your sheets,
it’s just for show,
so don’t you go,
thinking it’s an invite
because that’s a no go,
it’s merely to show off my long slender legs
which by the way I know are the best,
I wear it to show how good my body is
I work hard you know
to get this fit,
so why wouldn’t I want to show it to the world
but it’s not a invite
I am not that sort of girl.
I don’t mind an admiring glance,
I don’t mind you watching my moves when I dance,
I don’t mind you thinking fantasy thoughts
but like my skirt I will cut you short
if you try forcing yourself on me
and believe I could put you on knees,
with my martial arts mastery,
so don’t go thinking,
I may go shrinking,
if you try and dominate and pressure me,
that’s not me and I don’t care who you are,
I will beat you down and throw you out of this bar,
if you try to man handle or put unwanted moves on me.’
He was stunned by someone looking so sweet,
so sublime and looking innocently,
as she recited those words where she would beat him down,
she kept on smiling the was no malice or no frown,
just a statement of fact that she could put him down,
you could not say she was being a tease,
she spells it out so easily and so clearly
enjoy looking at m by all means but don’t go thinking you can touch!