I pay little mind to anything else in the room where I’m “at” <br />The clock’s ticking or the water dripping doesn’t distract <br />Me from believing that she is still the answer to my prayers <br />And she will be mine forever as long as I can own her scent <br />Fantasizing her every move has fueled my uncontrollable desire <br />To take her in my arms and peel away the layers of her ageless beauty <br />Stripping her naked and revealing at last the sacrament of virginity <br />I myself lack <br />For although she has serviced me many times over the years <br />I have not once violated her trust with my dirty minded fingers <br />As I trace my name next to the mole on her dimpled shoulder… <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rules-of-grammar-and-nakedness-concealed-behind-the-a-and-the-t/
