Terry Collett

Gold Star - 23,291 Points (13/12/1947 / LONDON)

Not To Flirt 1961 - Poem by Terry Collett

looking shy
red blushing

lit up eyes
blue as blue
says to me

what you think
to joining
the choir?

what choir?
I asked her
church choir

where I go
Friday nights
and Sundays

I’m tired
after school

is it far?
Mr S comes
in his car

she replies
and who’s he?
the vicar

of the church
Father S
Yehudit says

I guess so
(if only
to be near

where she is)
so what time?
half seven

will he know?
I’ll tell him
she tells me

I can tell
how she looks
that she wants

to kiss me
but we don’t
she walks on

and I watch
her swaying
hips and ass

the green skirt
being good
not to flirt.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

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