“Sundae Sunday Special”

 
An hour or so
Relaxed strolling at the mall
The usual Sunday morn

 Right, left glancing
Hoping to see a friend

 A modern, unassuming
Beauteous, youthful goddess
In her late twenties
Blocked my sight
Intent so deliberate

 Her obvious
Sensuous teasing
Big smile caught
My surprise calculating eyes

 Wet, natural red, thin lips
Glowing white fair teeth
Pinkish cheeks, bluish eyes
A nice mountainous nose
Neat and wavy, long hair
Dressed decent
And fashionable

 A high quality product
With special packaging
Fitting a rare human specie
A generous gift of nature
That comes so naturally pure

 A practical realist
Daylight fantasy
Is not in accord
With my Sunday plan

Tempted
Quickly, I scanned further
Her lean, well built
And sexy edifice

 A material
Very promising
Of a night long
Hard fought war
A bruising battle that
Only she can win
In sweet victory
My flag pole
Will rise and fall
In boxing
At the count of three
It will be hard to stand
But a knock out
Is certain in the next round

 Hardly smiling
I raised a hand
To signal Hi!
And bid a bye-bye
Without blinking an eye

Yet my hidden
One back eye of a giant
Caught her infuriated eyes

 Whew!
What a torturous
Beautiful sight

 A Mc Donald
Sundae Sunday Special
Will help cool
The warm heat
Of the sun
Building bulging between
My thighs

 Scooping the Sundae
She came like lightning
Grabbing with grace
A seat opposite mine

 She smiled
Strolled her tongue
At the tip of
Chocolate sundae
Held in her left hand

 She leaned and sweetly
She whispered an intoxicating offer
You can either have me for a day
Or we can be together
To enjoy a lovely lifetime

Sundae Sunday Special
I did say yes, I did say no
The sundae swiftly melting
Will be enough
To give you a clue