Long Focus Lens

Written by: Annie Lander

I knew, that if you knew that I was watching
Your thoughts of me would never be the same
The sexual approach as you hugs and 
caresses her silicone enchancers
         So tightly,
You feast upon her, sweetness 
That moaning sound, the bulging purple blood;
       Surges in your veins 

You close your eyes, and you sigh “Oh my God”
words, I never heard like that before
You seem at ease with the whore