not admiring her
from afar for she
was just across
the table but
i was able
to see her hair
bounce off her
shoulders and
follow her low
cut neckline
taking my time
while letting my
eyes travel down
cleavageland
with more
bounce but though
with sweat on my
brow her dessert
ful pezones must
have caught
a chill yet on my side
of our tablecloth lake
i was erecting a tent
until she said
you're not
using your
internal mono
logue i've
heard every
word you've
just
said
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