Legs

 
Lolita with legs
Reposing on my settee
One hand on her short skirt
About to make it shorter
Sucking her thumb
Baby blues staring at me
Giving me the works
Next door neighbor's child
Grown up too soon
With the help of our sexual culture
Never knew what "courting"
Was about
Missed out on the thrill of the chase
No
There is no chase anymore
Just-Do-It!
Taking on all comers
Put it on the Internet
Don't mean anything
It's just sex
Morals left behind in the sixties' wake
If it feels good . . .
Woman-child in my apartment
Seducing me
Old enough to be her grandfather
Why?
Because she can . . .
Because she is bored . . .
Because of a dare . . .
Whatever the reason Lolita with legs
Wants me
What can I say
I want her
A fantasy comes to life in my living room
No!
I have done things in my life
Back then
But I have never taken a child
What am I thinking?
She has to go
"You have to go," I tell her
As I unbuckle my belt
And my trousers fall to the floor