“ Mrs. Jones ” ~ that look of love ~


That look of love

Just glimmers,

While a gesture

Ever slight,

Extends a hand

To fondle such,

And so caress

The bared outline

Of a yearning breast,

Tho its velvet touch

Barely arrests her lover…


Alas the lady

Gazes in his eyes,

The while behind

A telltale band

All but discerned,                                 

Chokes the hand

Of its protagonist…


Ah Mrs Jones

That pleasure

Be but tempting fate,

In your endeavour

To indulge a stolen kiss!



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