Sweet Delight Poem by Terry Collett

There was that sweet delight
especially when she
had that smile on her
and as you sat

by the pond with her
and she joined her hands
over her knees
and stared ahead

at the ducks out there
and you gazed at her
sideward on
and took in

her fine breasts
and thighs
and she said
ducks are very greasy creatures

to eat unlike rabbits
which are very dry
and you said
I guess they are

but my sisters wouldn't
touch either with a bargepole
and she raised her eyebrows
and sighed and said

guess they would
if they were starving
and you said
I guess people would eat

almost anything
if they were starving
and she turned
towards you

and said
I read somewhere
they ate each other
in the Civil War in Russia

and there was
some sweet delight
when she said that
and the way

her breasts and thighs
captured your eyes
with love of course
with a small dose of lust

mixed in
and that wished
for passion
and dream of sin.