Jog On

I see you nearly every morning.
You must be a creature of habit like me.
Pounding the pavement, early,
Whilst it's quiet.

I watch your ass sometimes.
Always tightly clad in sportswear.
You're running shoes,
More expensive than mine.

Are you running for yourself?
For your man? God forbid,
Surely not for me?
Oh please be running for me.

You are an inspirational woman.
You are beautiful. Ass round,
Tits big, not overwhelming.
Long in leg and arm, supple waist.

Hair always tied back,
Ponytail bobbing
Like it would if you were to ride me.
Those lovely tits keeping time.

I imagine the slap, slap, slap,
Of our thighs as I
Take you from behind
Over the park bench.

Today it is not to be.
I don't think you notice me.
Breathing hard, we continue
To jog on.