Neither in a girl’s flirtation.
A wistful look across a station?
A sexy thought in gestation.
Eyes meeting with fascination,
Hearts flutter – fibrillation.
Walking quickly, no deviation,
Come together – gravitation.
Words exchanged – explanation,
Suddenly an expectation!
Knickers wet – condensation,
End of sexual deprivation.
Hands wandering – elongation,
Between her legs, lubrication.
Mutual pleasure – masturbation,
Wanting more – aspiration.
He does as told – her instigation,
Body pierced – penetration.
“Oh my God!” – an exclamation,
Followed by an exhalation.
Pushing up, no protestation,
In fact she’s filled with jubilation.
No time to hide – observation?
Caring not her reputation.
Words are shouted – condemnation,
At such a public consummation.
But there is no moderation,
As they practice procreation…
Mind thinking – ovulation!
Birth control? Impregnation?
Still there comes no protestation,
Despite increasing oscillation.
Reached a point of stimulation,
Adding to the population?
Clutching – there’s no separation,
As muscles clench in orchestration.
Gasping, grunting, perspiration,
Pleasure flowing – capitulation.
Time to leave – altercation!
Now on a train, relaxation.
Trains they leave – transportation,
Bodies glowing – sex sensation!
Sin is not found in temptation,
Sin is found in aberration.
