In reply to this WordPress daily writing prompt: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/recognize/
Sometimes it’s hard to recognize
The perfect moment when it’s wise
To stop imbibing with your eyes
The motion of a pair of thighs.
Or keep your heart within your chest
As hunger in you manifests
When she reveals the rack of breasts
She’d cradled from the other guests.
But hungrily, I hold my gaze
Upon the waitress and her trays
As she sets down to our amaze
A pair of chicken fried entrees.
All is ready for our feast of flesh.
Think I should ask her if her pie is fresh?