At the second turning of the second stair I saw you in your underwear -- It was long ago, but I’ve not forgotten Glimpsing through the flimsy cotton A shadow of your ***** hair,
Round a ******* hint, hid from the light. I think I gave you a small freight, I saw you blush, turn, ascend, your ***, Now memories of those stairs, that night Make me so hard I **** and come.