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Sspine tingling reaction
flushed testosterone from heads to toe
sketched out sometime
from ~july or august 2012
and triggered a chain reaction
of wishful desires in overdrive
seeing aesthetically pleasing gal
in the summer of her full feminine bloom
(and yes, young enough
to be mine splendid supreme offspring
of this then gap toothed
fifty three year old simian)
whose primary purpose
comprises tutoring my daughter
born with cognitive plus developmental delays
and whose academic weakness
qualified her since birth - or soon thereafter
to receive intervention to allow, enable
and provide her with life skills
so she can become self reliant upon an adult
thus bringing this papa
thru aegis of said progeny
exposure sans young women
(who seem prominent in social service field)
blindsiding myopic eyes with hypnotic trance
conjuring up illusions of grandeur
kept under lock and key lest detriment
instructing requisite basic skills
per youngest progeny Shana
the punim in question recipient of private lessons
in the rudiments of classroom ABC's,
yet a quiet riot along
super hidden highway within my imagination
achingly longed to compose a poem
for this righteous dignified dame,
whose voice like melody
ineluctably seduces me and athletic physique
goaded this married father
to attempt some organization of awakened
dormant libido (bereft within marriage)
toward some unknown outcome
without intent to convey other than
a message of unequivocal charm
minus additional intent
for physical interaction.
