Voyeuristic Memories by M.A.Meddings
Their joy was so obviously cleanPure fun sheer pleasure
A gentle touching
If you recall what I mean
The girl a freckle faced blonde
Her man a god
in her eyes
And she
The most beautiful girl
He had seen
And I?
A clandestine voyeur
Towel wrapped at four
Watched and wrote of
The bewitched glory encore
The ecstatic sound of her giggles
As he playfully chased
This nymph of the pool
And the loving patience
Of his feined retreat
Until
unable to stand
His chilled indifference
She returns to the play
Drawn
Like a moth to the flame
To the thrill of the game
Touch and run
Tip and fun
Climbing upon his back
Her gentle loving attack
Until
He casts her off
In doused confusion
And
Whilst she gasps for air
He lovingly takes her there
To his arms
Lifting her high
Amidst her liquid
Squeals of delight
Until she collapses
Into his embrace
And they find peace
In their joy being together
In this nose touching
Eye watching
Dance of love
Whilst I
In towel wrapped empathy
Watch
Smile
And remember
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2006-08-18 at 18:30
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