Revised sonnet #471
Youll say shes slutty her Id cede as cheap
If she approaches men on street in foyer
I feel invisible in role of voyeur
I stand or kneel embarrassed half asleep
In heart of hearts I know I like to peep
Though biased to kooky chicks a little coyer
I like obscene oaths kind you block or bleep
The grist of counsellor and small time lawyer
I hang on every gurgle groan and gasp
Thats hers I gawk at grind yon door ajar
Its kinky costume play I quietly clasp
I ponder buttocks dimples do they mar?
A nurse and hard hat hunk or him and her
On bed I witness my eyes sometimes blur
Chorus her haar henne
