One day, one scene, not much to ask
Yet I am sitting with my pen, distracted
Ideas hop like sheep in dreams
And I am thinking of [ …redacted ]
I need to focus, to stay calm
To work on the unfinished story
And yet I think of that cute bum
In all of its soft curvy glory
The curves of those ideal hips
Amazing eyes, enchanting smile
That body, marble touch of skin
And mind that is so swift and guile
One day, I guess. Some day
I’ll free my lewd imagination
And ‘if’ turns ‘when’. And ‘when’ is ‘now’
It is too much of a temptation
