Miss Snoot sat
in the front of the class
near the teacher’s desk
next to the short blonde girl
with the large blue eyes
Reynard said
never seen a girl so thin
I bet she’s titless
you looked up front
from your place
at the back
studying the narrow frame
the thin arms
the lank black hair
down to her bony shoulders
Reynard talked on
his description getting more lewd
as he went on
spoken in an under breath
so the teacher wouldn’t hear
over the Beethoven
she was playing
on the piano
to the class as part
of the lesson
you mused
on Miss Snoot’s hands
held together
her elbows on the desk
her eyes closed
her pale features
giving hint
of distant meditation
and Reynard wondering
what colour
her underwear
what hue
her ***** hair
but you seeing
a slight sway
of her head
the hair in slow
movement and motion
wondered what dreams
she had
what place
she occupied
inside her head
how soft
her heart might be
what colour her soul
on that inward sea.
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
Miss Snoot sat
in the front of the class
near the teacher’s desk
next to the short blonde girl
with the large blue eyes
Reynard said
never seen a girl so thin
I bet she’s titless
you looked up front
from your place
at the back
studying the narrow frame
the thin arms
the lank black hair
down to her bony shoulders
Reynard talked on
his description getting more lewd
as he went on
spoken in an under breath
so the teacher wouldn’t hear
over the Beethoven
she was playing
on the piano
to the class as part
of the lesson
you mused
on Miss Snoot’s hands
held together
her elbows on the desk
her eyes closed
her pale features
giving hint
of distant meditation
and Reynard wondering
what colour
her underwear
what hue
her ***** hair
but you seeing
a slight sway
of her head
the hair in slow
movement and motion
wondered what dreams
she had
what place
she occupied
inside her head
how soft
her heart might be
what colour her soul
on that inward sea.
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