A January sonnet

'Friskiness'

A glimpse, a momentary view into
what normally resides behind the doors
which open only by an invita-
tion; now they take a way that just ignores
convention, giving them a chance to stay
in private rooms and yet in public too.
Why do they let us leer and stamp and stare
at that which lovers have purview? I muse
that those who say they wish to be desired
are right -- that even if they grant their hues
and cries of ecstasy to one, to be admired
requires a multitude to be aware
of beauty which is usually obscured,
and priv'leges esteemingly preferred.