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He was a paragon of virtue

until she passed his way

and his eyes could not help but wander

and his mind begin to stray

she wore tight gym leggings

and a tight crop gym top

in black and showed her tanned skin

her curves were sleek

her walk serene

she was perfect femininity.

He gazed, she saw,

she smiled and dwelt some more

so he could ogle more and see

the lines, curves, folds of her beauty

she liked they way he looked and stared

and could read his mind as he stripped her bare

and boldly walked up to him

and asked him if she wanted her number

so that they could meet up later

flustered and flushed and eager to oblige

he could not believe his luck

and in a moment this paragon of virtue’s

mind just run a muck

with all thing things he could achieve when they met later to….

share a drink, a little food and who then knows whats next.

Paragon of virtue he may have been

but he was also a man who craved love.

Via : Daily Prompt: Paragon