Dirty Movies Poem by bob barci

Why do I enjoy thee?
Oh, let me figure out a why.
Is it because I see so few?
I fear not.
Weekends supply at least one.
But my weekday nights
are left empty of such things.
People parading in their birthday suits,
doing private things for the camera,
sometimes provide the only stimulation I get.
Such activity shouldn't be
confined to Saturday night only.
Public theaters on forty-second street,
and other places, provide such stimuli,
but I prefer not to take action there.
At least at home, I might become comfortable,
either alone or with that very special friend.
Dirty movies sometimes supply just the stimuli I need.
If you are near when I get that look in my eye,
beware, and give in.