Schoolgirl

But the Mystery sly

always takes my eye

when a girl in a skirt

just... sashays on by.


She doesn't just walk,

no, nothing so plain,

but moves with such grace

as to bring me sweet pain.




A little swish, there and back,

a swing and a sway;

my heart goes pitty pat

as she moseys away.


Then moving toward me

eye catching wrinkles

hip to hip, tip to tip,

sets my soul free.


Short skirts or long

smooth fine skin

the hint of a thigh within

pulse surely bumps right along.


Since Jeans came to fashion,

a good thing, and bad;

a loss of some passion

we gents once had..


But just now and then

one is reminded when,

A Girl in a Skirt

was a tempting dessert...
Original by amicus
edited by Vincent B Mathew