Sunny hot summer day, <br />shaded glasses, clothes are sparse. <br />Sweating skin, panting breath, <br />bouncing mounds of lustful flesh. <br /> <br />The hidden uncovered, <br />private made public, <br />carnival fair <br />of deepen perversity. <br /> <br />Shouting teasings <br />with tighten lips, <br />freed desires <br />with averted eyes. <br /> <br />Naked arms, <br />naked shoulders, <br />uncovered legs, <br />bellies and tights. <br /> <br />Shameful sight <br />my eyes fall prey, <br />a mine field for the sight, <br />a vortex for the will. <br /> <br />How can purity surface <br />in such a fleshful filled space?<br /><br />Pedro Nuno Dias<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lust-mound/
