CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM

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I am in an ever present profound romantic mood

this is a venue I have many times before pursued

before I fall into the desperate clutches of

mental ecstasy

maybe I should share with you

anonymous reader a little of what I commonly see

sensuous sleek hairy chests

a place where my tortured eyes constantly rests

beams eighty miles high in the air

breathtakingly handsome men sitting astride

them as they blatantly stare

whistles so musical they sound like a symphony

as I laughingly stroll by

when one bold succulent servant albeit the sky

calls "GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL"

I can think of no reply

I tread cautiously as I hip sway through abandoned

lumber and concrete debris

every blessed morning on my way to work

what joy I get to ogle sinfully sexy men

that are way out of my league..........

(written Jan 15,1991)




Author's Notes/Comments: 

drove passed some construction being done on a road I travel and this idea came to me.

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