I Wish….

I wish I could be your “shoes”,
Cosseted in leather
Holding your pretty feet.
Striding confidently
In some exclusive shopping street.

I wish I could be the “nylons”
That cling to your thighs.
The sighs I would give,
To the chaff and sizzle
As you walk by.

I wish I could be your “underwear”.
Seeing you stare, pulling faces
At what you dare to wear tonight,
But you are no fool,
Looking for something that leaves no traces.

Don’t f**k on a first date,
That’s not cool.
You went and broke the rule.
You don’t have them
And nor do I.


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