Leaving an Angel

A beautiful maiden sits yonder,
Her pale breast a glow,
She is young of age, perhaps all of 15,
Playing with a toy.

Her shirt, tight against her body,
Wicked thoughts run through my mind,
Wicked thoughts ... but only to the wicked!
For she would not have me.

What was that? A glance in my direction?
No... Not meant like that. A casual glance.

What thoughts betwixt my mind!
For I am much bigger and could easily...
If the choice became me...
But alas, a long meandering thought in my head.

Her beauty calls... Among other things.
What pleasure I could bring for myself.
And yet, my mind falters from my bodies wishes.
What pain it would bring to her.

So I sit and I think my wicked thoughts...
But that is all!
Leave the angel alone...
Just sit and think, but leave her an angel.

With Equescent thoughts...
FroznChild

lol... don't judge me... just the poetry. ha

I watch everyday in amazement such a young and gifted soul,always a pleasure to read your writes.

I agree your very talented, I enjoy reading your poems

Awwww... you two girls are just to much.
Thank you PKH, always a smiling effect to your statements.
And Pennyg, thank you so much for posting...
and, lol, of course, for liking my stuff.
Hope to you more of you around...
With Equescent thoughts..
FroznChild

i haven't read much of the poetry at all
but that one kind of creeps me out

lol... yeah, it kinda creeped me out after/while I wrote it. But, I try not to shy away from any subject....
lmao... thanks for posting though!