to be observed...?

what be standing there, the imagination inviting
a glimpse of limbs bare, opulent thoughts igniting
a leisurely stretch to start the day
she watched and hoped his return indoors he would delay.
unawares that he, her fascination be
that another him observe from behind a tree
and thus there he stood his manhood erect
when all of a sudden her, he did detect.
and now began the mind game
his desire be to make it a fire instead of a flame
so slowly he began his length to caress
a sight so engaging, did her will to remain quiet, distress.
but even worse was when both his hands their rhythm began
along the length and width they ran
his head back a moan escaped
a perfect silhouette by the sun be shaped.
his rhythm his play his unhurried attention
for her to remain still was the prevention
his exhibitionist display the perfect lure
the rubbing of her softness did definitely spur.
knowing that he had her attention through his tease
and thus the moment to see how her, he could please
he turned toward her and whispered...'come'
and what followed indoors was a...'home run'.

RB.