A silly tune
Ruffling of leaves
Crickets relentless chatter
Tea dark
Bitter your salvia becomes low
Bottom greeting a wet tub
She's sitting on the toilet lid
Babbling of some celebrity
Your mind wanders
Shaving your legs
Whom present no hair
"Hey, this reminds me of that one scene".
"Which one"?
"There's a woman who portrays a woman with borderline.."
"What's that? ... Borderline".
"Ah,"
I shift my body upward my breasts in plain view.
I watch as she looks at them.
Quick gazes each time
I shift
I find a compliment in her wandering eye
Being as she is shallow
"Oh, Borderline Personality disorder is a shift in moods often triggered by environmental, social well.. almost any situation."
She nods darting her eyes off my nipples.
"But the scene I'm referring to the patient is being supervised by a nurse played by Whoopie Goldberg. Being as she's in a state hospital. So she's shaving her legs in the tub. I guess I find irony or connections to anything".
I lift up my arm and begin lathering with heavily scented body wash
Her eyes are on me
Again.
Well,
My breast
After I'm complete with shaving my vagina. I sit upward nonchalant
"Hey, I want to see your breasts."
She stands up but begins to turn around
Her breasts are perky with small nipples slightly darker
My eyes locked but she turns back around
Briefly fading to her shirt back on
In that moment I'm puzzled
How.? Why? We're my breasts so damn appealing to her eyes...
