Hidden, yet my mind
could see
I just needed to look
Alas! That view was
worth a second turn
There he stood, a towel
clinched on his firm waist
Pleasing to the eyes as
honey is to the tongue
For a century, my gaze holds
on
Not even a blink of an
eye, for I miss a curve
His skin as fertile as
mother earth, ready to sprout forth her beauty
And the look in his
eyes,
Like the touch of sun
hitting the surface of water
Bright and daring
For a split second, my
thoughts escaped
How it would feel to
have his masculine rubbing against my feminine
Creating a sizzling
sensation that stirs up emotions
Deep from the inside of
my inner being
Gently, he lost grips of the towel,
There stood the mystery
of my bewilderment
I was stunned,
confused, and felt foolish
So I watched and
watched
Not caring if I got
caught or not, just watched
He was handsome
No!!! Sinfully Handsome
So all I think,
stretching to the early morning sun rise
Is to steal a memory- peep,
at him
I don’t know how long
But I know I'll keep
looking.
© 2015,
Knaa Anyorkor Odoi.
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