ICU

22 Jun

I see you lookin’ at me —
glancin’ sideways — any ways to hide your eyes
from catchin’ mine in hot surprise.

Romancin’ in your mind — thinkin’ things
your momma would scold you for and bat your ears
and grip your nose for all those
lewd and untoward thoughts.

Things you ought not know to think.

Lookin’ at me.

I see you lookin’at me — beyond the clothes
and all of those mind pictures flashin’ —
clickin’ off on your mental screen
screamin’ damp and lurid thoughts.

Things you ought not dare to think . . .

I . . . see . . . you —
Sinkin’ in your mired muck —
wishin’ you might actually — well,

I know what you’re thinkin’
as you follow me with covert eyes
tryin’ hard to disguise the way
you’re lookin’ at me.

You I see.

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