Vixen's Lair Poem by saadat tahir

Jauntily skipping, you and me
Skinny dipping, down by the sea

Went there that day us and she,
I today again, when I was free.

Oh! Happen-chance she too there
Waved to me, from a lounging chair

Skimpily clad and a bit bare
Obligingly I crept to the vixen lair

Smelt the air and pounding surf
Stood I there on receding turf

Baffled watched the rolling waves,
as she spun the glamorous tales.

Gathered my wits to feel whole.
Imagined myself in a bygone role

Guards, rafts and sailing boats
Bobbing up an down my ego floats

Gazing up at the wooly clouds
gals and guys were laughing loud

Perfect setting to spend your lives
and also to keep away your wives

(Islamabad)
(May 02,2009)