A Stolen Viewing

A Stolen Viewing

All afternoon
I changed my angle
Walked behind or beside
Stared at every step
Used my height to look down
Used my position to look up

Teasing moments
Almost glimpses
Certain knowledge
Of a white thong
And the lack of a bra
As the desire grew

You know I’m looking
Dressed to encourage
And not afraid to admit it
I warn of my impulses
You do not deny it
“Some things are deliberate”

I cannot help it
My time is up
I’ve stolen squeezes
I’ve stolen caresses
And absolutely certain
I will try to do so again

It’s not enough
I want to see you
Enhance the mental image
Burned into my psyche
With a stolen glimpse
To burn into memory’s film

Did I surprise you?
Did I delight you?
My one graven image
For my new ritual
Resist other desires
And drive away smiling