A Poem About the Cute Tea Bar Boy

Nose curls upwards

sideburns

dark hair and manicured eyebrows

white business shirt

and apron tied about his waist

big sad deep-set eyes

And I've got my tits out for him

try to catch his eye when he walks past,

chewing my lip and sitting up straight

I like his waist - the apron accentuates the sliim line of his torso

something about the sweet aroma of tea

and he brings me tasty things to eat

There should be more topless waiters in this world

I'd buy so many more drinks

as long as they weren't hairy

nor shiny and oiled.

just naturally smooth

or slight downy fur

slightly muscled but not popping

and not too skinny either

but no extra fat

no skin rolls or moobs.