Girl? Boy?

her curves soft and smooth like ice cream
with a voice that could melt butter
body so familiar yet not
and the words that make me shiver

his muscles are less yielding
a voice warm like fine scotch whiskey
body holding sweet surprises
and the way he glances at me

she came to me with a whisper
and I met him in moonlit dreams
struggling to choose between them
nearly forgot that I am me

when you forget your past mistakes
become doomed to rinse and repeat
life is hardly worth the living
if you can't stand on your own feet