Beauty
I looked at her across the room
Her beauteous looks
Fair made me swoon
Her golden hair
Her naked thigh
Were just enough
To make me sigh.
I looked at her
She looked me
Only beauty
Could I see.
I tried so hard
Not to look
Immersed myself
In a book
Temptation was
Too hard to bear
Couldn’t help
But sit and stare
Then finally
Some recognition
Could this come
To fruition
She rolled her eyes
Not being slack
I picked them up
And rolled them back
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2009
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