Wednesday, June 29, 2011

poem of the day 06.29.11

the sunbather’s ass

while
she sunbathes

in a rose garden
in brooklyn

her bikini top off

her ass barely covered
in a thong

the young boy
walks by

pointing and smiling
at her

tugging his
embarrassed mother’s
sleeve

feeling a new kind
of want
inside of him

one so deep

that he’ll one day
beg for it

to let him go.

1 comment:

Pat Tillett said...

nice one!
It doesn't us very long to figure out that they have what we want.