Meet and Greet

He watched her in the empty gym a while;
He loved to see her hard at work; the sweat
Was covering her T-shirt; let her smile
To see him come across; and, then, to let
Him lift the dampened shirt, to kiss her breasts
And pinch them gently, making her as hard
As he was; when he kissed her and caressed
Her hair and pulled her down: an avant guarde
Approach to meet and greet in public places;
But she was his and knew that she belonged;
Opened up, she licked him: her tongue traces
The length so eagerly, feeling as fond
Of it, as she was of the man, whose style
She loves to love, once he’s watched for a while…