It's not that I couldn't, if I wanted to,
look you in the face when we talk,
but can you blame a guy
for the distractions provided?
I'm not objectifying you, really;
it's genetically predetermined in males.
Monkey see, monkey do,
and monkey is hormonal today.
Not that I'm flinging metaphorical poo,
just stepping in it and trekking it about.
The male of the species is rendered stupid
when the female is this...alluring.
I can't help but be ensnared,
not by your words but by aesthetics.
You want it the other way around, I know.
Trust me, I'm working on it.




Amusing. And congrats on the gold trophy. However I was really hoping for more imagery than this consisted of. I wanted you to describe boobs, not describe looking at them.





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