With my eyes
affixed on her shapely body
she returns the look back at me
as if she can see
through my dark glasses
and into my thoughts
of lust and need
she reads my mind
knowing my hands are empty
and my fingers itch
to touch her___
I would love to talk dirty to her
but she only likes my poetry
Terrific title - once again! twist at the end was unexpected.. ~ ~ sjg
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written and witty with a truth in that twist that most poets can relate to! Hugs Anna xxx