Leg

 

From her balcony, she scrutinised

A man’s strong hairy leg below.

“A very impressive one”, she purred.

“But I have two,” was his insistent reply.

Peeping downwards, he panicked, rose,

Unexpectedly lost his balance

And rummaged through the undergrowth.

She leaned over and waved something;

Enticing him up with the prospect.

“Is this what you were looking for?”

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 29th Apr 2021 18:22

Thanks to everyone who liked this poem. I don't write many poems about sex but I enjoyed writing this one because it has a twist of humour, I think.

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