Cowards Did It To You Poem by James McLain

Cowards do it to you and you do it to.
Look through the window thats tightly closed.
Well I, if you will confess to it what it is that you do.
Why does the woman never get caught.
I grow weary of being arrested for nothing.
The man always does.
What is a pearlie?
How does it grow deep inside of the mind where none dare to go.
I do, I will come and you take me away look inside you will find.
Like me that you are, as am I always you two looking we were.
Am I a perve like you always, look it is open see the wolf.
When you are asleep in your bed, I am too.
So what if the moon when the sheets have been pulled
wide shallow breathing apart.
And the shadows have all played out their parts, it is done?
Drapes thinly veiled,
and the stalker walks about by the light of the moon.
Where did you bye those pink transparent panties,
so I can watch where it is that you hide them.