You raffish men
Always with an eye for the pretties
Your tiny brain undressing us
Dreaming of just a brief peek
Thinking of our soft mouths wrapped around your non-thinking parts
And henceforth going deep within us
But gentlemen
Mind you
When a mild-mannered pretty smiles at your face
She imagines it in carnal ecstasy
When she looks down in apparent modesty
Her eyes brush your loins
She thinks cut or uncut
A hand's breadth or width
She too would like to lay her gentle cat's paw upon your belly
Drawing it downward in anticipation of wanton lust
We want our share
And though you gentlemen jump to oblige us in the bedroom
You do not bare your total nakedness for all to see
On big screens
Small screens
In ads
On billboards
Oh the occasional bum makes an appearance
Sculpted chests proliferate
But alas we must make do
For no brave dangling parts emerge
Your shyness deprives us
Perhaps a modicum of smallness prevents the unveiling
Indeed
We bare it all
Now come hither gentlemen
We believe in the equanimity of taking turns
©kcasady2014
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