My panties get wet with excitement,
Whenever I speak to you,
My stomach turns,
My heart beats faster,
And I can't help but wish you were here.
My panties get wet with passion,
When I hear that bass in your voice,
Your voice that reaches into my soul.
And we laugh at jokes,
And I drop heavy questions.
My panties are wet with fantasy,
As we play house in our texts.
And how desperately I wish,
For the possibility,
To make US a reality.
My panties are wet from your pictures,
You haven't changed a bit.
And although I love the real time shots,
It's the memories,
That make me juicy.
I can't wait to see you again,
So I can give you my panties,
So many days waiting for that one moment,
And my panties,
Get wetter still.
