The Poet

The Poet

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Lead me not ©2015 by Ronald S Porter

She slinks by slow and sinuous
mammalian magnificence above
buxom bottom bounces below.
More than my interest starts to grow.
heat throbs in her glazing glance
come to me paints her smiles
lead me not into temptation
I can find my way, I have a map
and a lot of frequent flier miles.

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