Peach

Tin Can By Tin Can, 17th Feb 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1ds43si6/
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We all deny we have them. Carnal thoughts. Inspiration is all around. I do not hold back when a string of verses catch me. The difficulty comes in having the means to write down the draft at the time of creation. Memory is not always reliable.

Peach

I spotted her from afar. She was in my line of sight. I was in my car. It was the material, it clung just right. It was not loose, nor awry. It held her perfect form as she walk by. Lovely to see, yet, another vision of beauty. And it was there up ahead, sauntering before me.

I could not help but stare as the material clung firmly to her rear. A rear so neat. A rear so sweet. Resembling a ripe peach. Good enough to eat. Oh what a treat. I had seen one before. But never in my dreams had I hoped for more. But it was there. And I had it, trapped, in my stare.

The camel coloured cloth was more than enough to enhance its beauty. In my vehicle I slowed down, for it was my duty. My duty to take in the full view of this absolute beauty. My duty to ogle this booty that formed so perfectly and carried so elegantly.

The shape of a peach. The cheeks did not breach, the contours of the said camel coloured fabric. The pain in my heart, began to start for the stark realisation was tragic. But the sexual momentum, I knew for certain, won my approval as well as my attention.

By her side someone was walking there. This is when jealousy impaired my stare. Lucky beggar was he, as their stroll together paced evenly. No rush. No hurry. No haste. Oh I did wish I were in his place. But even worse, I had a mind filled with desire. Which was in really bad taste. I mean, deep in the mire.

Sordid thoughts ran around my cesspool of a mind. Of how I'd like to pound that peachy behind. I'd come over like a bitch in season. I wanted not only the behind, also the nether region. But to my dismay I was in my car. And though spotted from afar, our worlds would never entwine. She'd be in hers and I'd be in mine.
WLG-H

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author avatar Tin Can
My poetry tend to veer towards feelings of emotion. Love. Sex. Desire. Most of my verses will reflect these sentiments as I mainly write straight from the heart. 31 Jan 15.

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
18th Feb 2015 (#)

Sidekick tendencies of the same sex I take it?? Well, Peaches do resemble the rump. Good Luck. No wonder I look at my own species and women especially and say what sluts and bitches exist on the planet as they use their body for money.
Sorry just lamenting no harm meant to you.

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