Jauntily skipping, you and me
Skinny dipping, down by the sea
Went there that day us and she,
I today again, when I was free.
Oh! Happen-chance she too there
Waved to me, from a lounging chair
Skimpily clad and a bit bare
Obligingly I crept to the vixen lair
Smelt the air and pounding surf
Stood I there on receding turf
Baffled watched the rolling waves,
as she spun the glamorous tales.
Gathered my wits to feel whole.
Imagined myself in a bygone role
Guards, rafts and sailing boats
Bobbing up an down my ego floats
Gazing up at the wooly clouds
gals and guys were laughing loud
Perfect setting to spend your lives
and also to keep away your wives
(Islamabad)
(May 02,2009)
saadat tahir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vixen-s-lair/
