Her eyes of velvet hazel brown
Looked
at me and then look down
Her
nose twitched and she bit her lip
Then
she composed herself and took a sip
She
fought to suppress it for a while
Then
her full lips broke into a smile
I
stared at the curvaceousness in her gown
Then
her brow furrowed into a frown
Under
my gaze her lashes fluttered nervously
her
eyebrows raised disapprovingly
as
I looked at her figure shamelessly
Picturing
her body naked before me
The
skin of her cheeks flushed deep red
Then
proudly she held up her head
She
flicks the brunette strands of hair
Off
her face as I stand and stare
I
love the beautiful things in life
So what’s
wrong with ogling my own wife
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