HOT BODY ON THE BEACH

She sure looked beautiful to me
On the beach, in her bikini
So tantalisingly skimpy.
I was turned on by her body,
Getting my hormones out of sorts,
Filling the space within my shorts
With extra inches of manhood,
Courtesy of my rushing blood,
Which made me dip my waist in surf -
Time needed before moving earth
At least till the girl on the beach
Had had time to take in my speech,
Telling her what she did to me
Desired a loving remedy.
She only could put out the fire
That she had raised in my desire,
If we could find a place discreet
For burning off our body heat,
Where we could get completely bare
And kiss each other anywhere.
This would be our holiday fling,
From which we'd go home, forgetting,
Unless she wants to keep in touch,
Carry on meeting crutch to crutch.