Perfect Lunch


In reply to this WordPress daily writing prompt:

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?


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