'Tight, White Pants'

She wore
tight,  white pants
as if they were painted on
nice and tight,
yes they were
yet to her form the 'fit
belonged...

Nothing that happened
for the rest of that day
could replace the euphoria
my face had  displayed...

She wore
tight, white pants
and that caught my attention
switching shaking her intention
in just one glance, perchance
she knew I'd see it too
because before she rounded
the corner, a wink, and kiss she blew...

She wore
tight white pants
that looked as if painted on
and only briefly, I  saw her face
but if she gave me the time
of day, I'd joyfully invite
her over to my place...

Simply because of  how
she moved that body-
Oohh sweet poetry in motion
so booty-full, so bootlicious...
had me feening for a taste
and instantly, without a hint of disgrace
it  quickly brought a smile to my face..!