Oh lucky, lucky hands
that brush back your angel dark hair
as I watch you
My hands twitch with desire
Hands that could caress me,
pinch me
Plunge my depths
And wipe away my tears
Lucky shirt,
That covers your broad shoulders
I long to unbutton the dark cloth
And peel away the coarseness of the material
To reveal your milky, silky flesh
I watch your buttocks in jeans
Jostling as you walk
I want to rip away the denim
And hold them to a completely different rhythm
But when I'm away from my window
No longer a dark Rapunzel
I must just walk past
and say
'Hi'