Leather

He's got an air of sophistication running through him.
Like i wanna get in his head before i get in his pants.
Gotta watch the way i walk when i'm near him.
Gotta send him a glance and pray he returns the favor.
Is it a cheating mind that lets eyes wander
When they should just be focused on the one attached to my hand?
But my curious nature draws my conscience to that god
That's clearly not the way i'm used to.
He's dark, mysterious, and intriguing.
Maybe it's his eyes.
Or maybe it's just his leather pants.