When Benjamin blushes
my grind starts to ponder
and that we are rimless is strange.
When Benjamin blushes
my mind starts to wander
and all that was sinless is changed.
When Benjamin blushes
the youth provides shivers
the ardor of which is infecting.
When Benjamin blushes
the truth behind zippers
is harder than one was expecting.
His blush
is worth a hundred thrusts,
His smile
worth a million.
His words may wax poetic
(prophetic?)
but is that wax a Brazilian?
When Benjamin blushes
my mind is forbidding
and my thoughts are wrought (led astray).
When Benjamin blushes
but who am I kidding –
I always have viewed him this way.
Though mostly in jest
and not at my best
this scribble provided amusement.
I’m mostly just joking
and being provoking
One must excuse my bemusement.
For we do as we’re bidden
when we can’t be ridden
when there in the gentleman’s clutches…
We are given permission
and all is forgiven;
ensnared when Benjamin blushes.
Written by Jason Wright
October 31, 2019