I Like What I See

I like what I see
     He said at the urinal
Looking at him pee.

The man with it blushed
     While the other was looking
Hook-up in a rush?

They finished pissing
     Did up their metal zippers
See more, he's wishing.

Can they meet somewhere?
     What a way to finally meet
Also liked his hair.

Cupid's arrow struck
     At those urinals just then
For now, they're love struck.

Or is it lust-struck?
     Who cares anyway, it's hot!
Hustler make a buck?

Or will this be free?
     Maybe pro-bono, turned on
He likes what he sees!
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Homoerotic poem.
Loosely based on a true story....OK, on the first verse.
The rest is fantasy....not reality, rehearsed.

(1:23)