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May 27, 2010
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WALKING WITH TEMPTATION
Easing down the street today
it's warm and towards the end of May
the sun is not too hot or bright
all in all the day's just right
I'm disengaged, except my feet
which pound an automatic beat
my mind's adrift as are my eyes
a perfect day I do surmise
My eyes, perchance, drift over there
and light upon a derriere
encased in skimpy running shorts
(for all I know, her face had warts)
I tore my eyes away from her
for I'm no ogler now ,kind sir
but upon tearing, eyes now alight
upon another pretty sight
A tiny halter almost busted
by heavy burdens held upthrusted
forcing eyes to not long linger
lest they arouse "eleventh finger"
Again I turn my head away
determined to be good today
and stare at a shop's window glass
awaiting increased pulse to pass
"Enough temptation please! "I beg
when glass reflection showed a leg
that was long, shapely, smooth, and tanned
was almost more than I could stand
Determined now to unload mind
of breasts and legs and taunt behind
I turn to walk the other way
and try to regain my cool today
Going around a corner, sharp
I must have heard an angel's harp
for there she stood in all her beauty
(she was ,in fact, an earthly cutie)
Although she smiled,I forced a frown
and cast my gaze upon the ground
I made myself walk right on past
and told my heart"don't beat so fast"
Completed walk with eyes down still
until I reached my own home's hill
at last I raised my eyes to see
the definition of beauty
She wore a golden wedding band
which I had placed upon her hand
but like most sisters she can't ken
the hold that women have on men
it's warm and towards the end of May
the sun is not too hot or bright
all in all the day's just right
I'm disengaged, except my feet
which pound an automatic beat
my mind's adrift as are my eyes
a perfect day I do surmise
My eyes, perchance, drift over there
and light upon a derriere
encased in skimpy running shorts
(for all I know, her face had warts)
I tore my eyes away from her
for I'm no ogler now ,kind sir
but upon tearing, eyes now alight
upon another pretty sight
A tiny halter almost busted
by heavy burdens held upthrusted
forcing eyes to not long linger
lest they arouse "eleventh finger"
Again I turn my head away
determined to be good today
and stare at a shop's window glass
awaiting increased pulse to pass
"Enough temptation please! "I beg
when glass reflection showed a leg
that was long, shapely, smooth, and tanned
was almost more than I could stand
Determined now to unload mind
of breasts and legs and taunt behind
I turn to walk the other way
and try to regain my cool today
Going around a corner, sharp
I must have heard an angel's harp
for there she stood in all her beauty
(she was ,in fact, an earthly cutie)
Although she smiled,I forced a frown
and cast my gaze upon the ground
I made myself walk right on past
and told my heart"don't beat so fast"
Completed walk with eyes down still
until I reached my own home's hill
at last I raised my eyes to see
the definition of beauty
She wore a golden wedding band
which I had placed upon her hand
but like most sisters she can't ken
the hold that women have on men
— scribbler, May 27, 2010
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Critiques
xena465
16 years ago
Super Write Stan
scribbler
16 years ago
temptation
xena465
16 years ago
Re: No need for sorry
themoonman
16 years ago
Scribbler...
hippiepoet69
16 years ago
My Lady should
scribbler
16 years ago
temptation