While idly watching you undress
I have a thought, of course one of lust
And as I pondered thoughtfully
You caught me watching but showed no disgust
You were used to my libidinous bent
And happy to let me do, as I must
And as long as it ended with a good seeing too
You weren’t really fussed

Comments
animan | October 24, 2011 - 14:11
This is one of those poems that says it so perfectly, it almost seems 'de trop' to comment.
Biggus | October 24, 2011 - 14:46
Thanks animan