Accidentally Yours I was standing on a crowded ferry boat, Ploughing its salty way home. I saw you standing half-a-crowd remote, But in the crowd you were alone. You smiled a smile at someone standing behind me. I turned around to see who this would be. But when I looked, there was no-one I could see, And that's how I became accidentally yours. I was standing, alone within my dreams, When somebody jostled me. Bumped awake, I turned around to see That you had moved up next to me. "I'm sorry that I bumped you," you turned to me and said. "That's okay. It doesn't worry me," I said. "It's just the crowd; it's far too squashed," I said, And that's how I became accidentally yours. And standing there, I felt your breast against my side, You softly pressing against me, And I moved back to heighten that caress, And hoped you would not notice me. But you pushed back, ah, pressing harder still. My mouth went dry, I felt electric thrills, And when I brushed your hand you took it into yours, And that's how I became accidentally yours. So we stood together, as close as couples do, Hands together, hidden from all view, Pressed up together, rocking with the boat, Fiery movements underneath our coats. And sailing across the water, our bodies were afire, Waves beneath the boat matching waves of our desire, The salty foam exploding in a crash of feelings high, And that's how I became accidentally yours.