A Treasure

They stare at me and you with open interest,

no secret thoughts hide that you

can't imagine behind their eyes.

We do the same to a degree

you and me.

We know the affect our form has a few

but we don't pay them much due,

for we're in search of a certain treasure to.

A blonde blue eyed little waif,

we only want a taste..or two

A strapping brown eyed gentleman with big

strong hands that will do to.

It's a potpourri of people playing games of flesh

and fantasy with the mind being the greatest

fetish seeking to enthrall them all.

We know what we like and we know what we desire.

A pretty woman full of spitfire and desire

a handsome man with an honest soul who never tires.

This treasure can be hard to come by but when found

it can be oh so sweet,

Like a ripe cold melon you sink your teeth into

when your feeling the heat.

A treasure when found is one for both us and for them.