John W. McEwers (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)
Big Muscles Fast
I see you flexing there
your calves like diamond salmon
swimming up the stairway stream
at the nightclub, avoiding the grizzly
They all paw after those legs of yours
but the men, drifters, workers, blue-collar Casanovas,
their arms move like mountains, inching toward
your sexy cheetah suppleness,
but never so much as grazing flesh,
your silky pistons untouched,
and if I'm mixing metaphors,
well baby, it's cause you got me all mixed up,
eyes darting up-down up-down left-right,
tiny little ticks to follow those delicious hip
If I were a cop you'd be under arrest for
oh so decent exposure, if only in my mind.
Oh, I see those legs made it up the stairs?
Well welcome to the mating pool.
Allow me to flex, just like that,
check out these pecs, just like that,
Care for a drink?
John'll treat you like the angelfish that you are.
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