All the Women Want Me
They smile and toss their glances wide,
They gather close with practiced pride,
They laugh too long, they lean too near,
They drop their hints for me to hear.
They paint their lips, they strike their pose,
They wear perfume like blooming rose,
They play their games, they cast their net,
But I’m not bait they’re gonna get.
Yes, all the women want me, true,
But I belong to only you.
So let the whole world stare and see,
No one but my wife is meant for me.
They cannot have me, not a chance,
Not with a wink, not with a glance,
Not with a touch, not with a plea,
Because my heart is not for free.
I am a man who knows his ground,
Whose feet stay firm, whose soul is sound.
I’m not a leaf in lustful breeze,
Blown by desire with shameful ease.
I’m not a fool who throws away
A lifelong love for one cheap stray.
I’m not so weak, I’m not that blind,
To trade true gold for glittered grime.
