Indian Summer Blues

Summer time always brings the heat

All the young girls dressed like a warm breeze

The shapely skin review on full display

A visual feast for the males of the species

This is where things sort of get creepy

at least inside my gray head anyways                       

For here I am in the Autumn of my life

but I just can’t help but internally lust

at girls young enough to be my daughter

and secretly fantasize like all guys do

Such a bad case of the guilts have I

with all my pornographic intents

I self soothe with my rationalizations

for my look but don't touch frustrations

Come late night

forbidden steam will be released

The days will grow shorter soon enough

all the remains will be sweaty memories

as Miss Scantily Clad sashays my way

oblivious to the turmoil inside me

Or is she really that naive?

This existence one big tease   

Can’t dance when I want to anymore    

It really hurts being middle age inappropriate ;(