Virgin

Untried
Inside.
She kneels
In short skirt
And heels,
Looking for something on the shop floor.

Her dress rides up.
She will flirt,
Let them look.
But nothing more.

Yet, there can be no denial
That one day
Bess
Will say,
With a shy smile,
“Yes”.

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