So simple, so subtle,

so sensual, when she

sees me watching,

she knows something,

slowly the sense of tease

increases as her jeans

make movement

toward her knees,

there’s this squeeze

I feel inside me, so deep,

she’s got me on my knees,

she’s the altar, and I am altered,

I may as well surrender

all that I am, my mind,

my prose, my rhymes,

my flows, she knows

I am no longer teased,

she has claimed me

completely.

d.