Desired Love Poem ~ I Wanted Her
by Paul Curtis

she crouched down, almost squatting
to stroke a small dog in the park
as she did her full buttocks
strained the fabric of her shorts
and i wanted her
when she stood up
she through back her hair from her face
as she did the sunlight caught
the fine blonde strands
and i wanted her
she reached behind her head
to tie back her loose hair
which pushed her breasts tightly
against her cotton shirt
and i wanted her
she saw me looking at her
and smiled at me coyly
then she waved to me, smiling
and i wanted her
luckily she was my wife.

written by: Paul Curtis.
copyright @2007 Paul Curtis