A Hint of Petticoat

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A hint of petticoat,

A wisp of lace,

Dear, tell me so

Then I’ll pick up the pace.

A glimpse of ankle,

Even bare shoulder,

Now, to be frank, I’ll

Become even bolder.

Slide my hand to your garters

And that’s only for starters,

To stroke your bare thigh

With a passionate sigh.

Sweeting, I’d write a Petrarchan sonnet

If only you’d let me take off your bonnet.

Published 7 years ago

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