Sonnet cascade in December 3

artistic licentiousness


A woman's body is created by
a multitude of splendored curves and arcs
that merge together and invite the eye
to contemplate the fettle which strikes sparks,
igniting flames of lusty hopefulness
within our calm demeanors. We cannot
give words to thoughts of how this does impress
us; circumspection means that any plot
to make such musings action must remain
internal, like a musty treasure map
that guides to massive fortune -- so our pain
is wanting what we see, yet with the gap
dividing our behaviors, knowing what
we wish to touch is legs and tits and butt.