CAMELOT FANTASIES

I can tell by the way she is standing there
The look. The feel. It's more than I can bare.
Her eyes her lips her long flowing hair.
I can't take my eyes off her. I'm beginning
To stare. She glanced my way I knew soon
It would come this feeling. This day. I look
Her way she's just standing there. Do I walk up
To meet her, this do I dare?  Her eyes are like
Diamonds and Rubies fine jewels not even discovered
She's captured my attention all my thoughts she has
Smothered. Her body is that as defined as perfrction,
I've prayed to the gods to meet someone who's beauty
Is that in every direction.  I must make my way over to her
And to hell with the rest it's her body I must tour.
I noticed she look with great anticipation, her blood
Is warm I can smell her frustration. For in my mind it's
Like mental matsurbation. I'm making my way over to meet,
Knowing from her aroma she'll be a tasty treat. It's not her
Blood I desire to feel. I can hear her now beginning to squeel