SHARING THE VIEW

Inspired by scene described in Lyrical Diva's "Erotic Climb". Written from man's point of view.
 
I, your wed husband, still go ape
Over your naked body shape.
You are a mother, and my wife,
With whom I’m proud to share my life.
I’m turned on by your big round ass
As you smile, breasts bare, in the glass.
 
Let me get up, come near to you,
That I may share your mirror view,
Likewise “in the all-together”,
With no sense of shame whatever.
Say, mirror, mirror on the wall;
Who's the sexiest of them all?
 
I'm stuck in the mirror with you,
Getting hard about what we'll do,
While you respond, to my deep awe,
With that wet smell out of your core
Produced by your vaginal juice.
My tigress now is on the loose!
 
I wrap my arms around the tum
Of she who is my children’s mum.
I sense you start to lose control
At the touch of my totem pole
And tender fondles on each breast,
Raising your nipples’ interest.
 
Light-heartedly you lose your head
And moan at my words: “Come to bed!”
You turn half round, I pick you up
By legs and back, ready to tup
You when I fling you on your back
On top of the proverbial sack.