Show and Tell
by LateNiteFantasy©
They sit there talking, and she sees his eyes
Are glancing, as she's speaking, up her skirt.
Her legs are pleased that he can see her thighs,
And when he talks, her hem and knees will flirt.
He likes her, and she likes the way he tries
To talk, and look, so focused on dessert,
Both knowing how the other's interest grows,
And how he'll rise with everything she shows.