Three hours into our date
And many cocktails later
I’m in an utterly desperate state
With sensations growing greater
It feels like a massive legion
Of soldiers doing an mind-blowing job
At stirring desire in my nether region
Rousing it, making it throb
I’ve never felt such yearning bestowed
To me between moist thighs
If you touched me I bet I’d explode
But I’m chatting calmly, in disguise
I do enjoy your conversation
But it's like I've waited hours and hours
And with increasing desperation
I can’t wait to dropp my trousers
If only a bit of silence resumed
Then I'd say: ‘please excuse me’
I’d make a dash to the ladies room
‘cos I desperately need to pee
Lea Simpson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-can-t-wait-to-drop-my-trousers/
