by John Tustin
She teases me
By standing on the other side of the room
By the window in the good light
With her legs wrapped up in those long socks
And she has one foot on its toes
With that lovely arch
And her calf muscle in a luscious strain.
She’s such a tease
And I’m tied to the bed
And I look and I look
While she stands all the way over there smiling
With that smile that says
DON’T TOUCH
CAN’T TOUCH.
She laughs and laughs at me
While I struggle in my restraints
And now she has one breast out, fondling it the way I want to.
She knows those long socks make me crazy and she’s wearing them.
I think about that as my struggling only makes the bonds tighter.
About John Tustin:
John Tustin’s poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals since 2009. His first poetry collection is from Cajun Mutt Press is now available at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C6W2YZDP .
fritzware.com/johntustinpoetry contains links to his published poetry online.
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