a study toward sonnet #276 by FisherKingKQJ
He smirked at me - it raised my chagrin -
And before I could complete my sentence
He touched a finger on my lip and chin
And kissed away my lingering pretence.
My raspberries stood erect and a sense
Of tingling invaded my aching breasts
And I held my breath in teasing suspense
My lace bra outline brailled its two requests.
Upset, I'd been staring into a space
And thinking through an unfair parking fine-
In a blindspot he'd somehow taken a place-
I'd always admired him down the line.
That's how a bizarre little office prang
Upsized from a slow burn to a big bang.
That's how a bizarre little office prang.
That's how a bizarre little office crash.
That's how a bizarre little office ding.