Leg
From her balcony, she scrutinised
A man’s strong hairy leg below.
“A very impressive one”, she purred.
“But I have two,” was his insistent reply.
Peeping downwards, he panicked, rose,
Unexpectedly lost his balance
And rummaged through the undergrowth.
She leaned over and waved something;
Enticing him up with the prospect.
“Is this what you were looking for?”
Stephen Gospage
Thu 29th Apr 2021 18:22
Thanks to everyone who liked this poem. I don't write many poems about sex but I enjoyed writing this one because it has a twist of humour, I think.