me myself & .i.

.i.
thinks she looks fine
in her boutique chic
city pretty clothes
he thinks she looks smart
which compliment I
duly pass on

.i.
feels a hidden
forbidden darkling
thrill at her touch of thanks
on our forearm
which sensation I
secretly share

.i.
imagines she
wears a sinful
contraption of hooks and eyes
and nylon collared thighs
which speculation I
keep to myself