The Hemline Has Command

Is it just my misfortune to be so alert
or dominated by super charged thoughts
when I see the female physique  
so disposed  
my thoughts froze
 
She can have the most average physique
but with two articles so makes me weak
like a demon possession, permanent delivery  
seeing a skirt or a dress with hosiery
crossing those legs
do I have to beg?
 
Perhaps has to do with the mystery
that can be seen if a good angle is found
if anything is indeed covering the sacred mound?
is she going bare
or what color panty is there?
 
Maybe it is the fabric that rubs her thighs
wanting rubbed against me
pleasure marked with whispers and sighs
 
Patterns on stockings further alerting me
there is something to be explored
if present company's chat is babble
something to look at if I am bored
 
Then there are hose that can entice
when pursing the center of delight
do I tear or rip them off
must have a taste, a nibble, a soft bite
legs up high
on motion we rely
going to try
for a most natural high
 
Or maybe really freaky wants to encase my little man
with one stocking over it I can hang with that plan
the texture feels good with lips to skin
goal is to give me a permanent grin
 
Then it hits me it's my imagination running away
brought back to my senses, reality's unavoidable sway
the object of my attention has been removed from sight
hunch I have that she has found her partner for the night...