(I wrote this as a comment on another blog. Couldn't resist posting it here.) Lavinia's List of Sexy Things They way he asked her: "Cream?" When offering her Hot cider Brought back the door's pneumatic gasp Just as she entered The coffee shop, when A teen-aged boy was pushing fingers in and out Of jam To taste the sweet And amber liquor; when The woman closest to the window Slipped into her mouth the soft pink nub Of a pencil's eraser And the entry way between her And an open table was getting wet With rain; When the girl She stepped behind Used her fingers to spread apart her moist and Steaming Cinnamon bun. The way he asked her - `Cream?' When The rise and fall and rise And `Oh!' Of a finally opened red and purple Umbrella Spilled drops of moisture on her skin, Made her answer: Yes, Thank you, yes! It always tastes So Good.