You sit there in front of me
legs spread across the girth
of a double seat
arms folded against your chest
staring at me
wanting me to notice
your bulge
and I wonder what you’d do
if I ripped off my bra
and let my freezing cold nipples
poke through
your inflated ego
LOL! ! ! This is such a cool poem Sheila...I had good laugh! !
Perhaps Sheila, you ought to buy some 'hub caps' for those, they will obviously be in need some sort of protection! ! ! ! ! ! ! They are clearly titillating in the extreme. Sincerely Ernestine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is great, Sheila. What a great sense of humor (and sarcasm) you have, my friend. Love this.