Teen age memories:
Girl next door..
High school prom queen..
Every boy's sticky dream..
Nightly peep show..
Forever in my window..
Her shades cracked open strategically
allowing peering me a free look see...
Eight track blasting the Bee Gees...
Her tight body gyrating sensually..
I know she feels my burning eyes
ravaging her naughty innocence..
Music subsides..
Lights do dim..
My fantasy lays in her bed..
Could she be dreaming of me?
Her admiring voyeur
who come morn
she will surely ignore
but
not tonight
as I turn out the lights
hop into my little bed
and reach for the tissues
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