Hip-Notic Attraction
She walks through the mall.
With a hip-notick erotic attraction.
Spellbinding and alluring
to wittily say the least, raising an abundance
Of physical reactions, turning every head,
an eye in the house towards that intoxicating hip - notick motion
swinging from side to side like a youthful pendulum
on a grandfather's clock naturally stimulating the mind in time
and the senses as she passes by.
With a lingering scent of pleasure, I sit in a state of drunkenness.'
Drinking a Frappuccino with whipped cream
As I dream away the day overloaded with boundless energy not yet spent
and with passionate desires that would cause a holy man to repent?
Copyright © Mike Porter | Year Posted 2021
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