The Heart-Shaped Mole

My wife wanted me to look at the ad.
There was a dress she wanted to buy.
I looked just as a common courtesy
but then the photo caught my eye.

There was a very attractive model
wearing the dress for all to view.
But it wasn't the garment I liked
and my imagination grew & grew.

It was peeking out beside her breast
and it instantly stirred my male need.
There was a small heart-shaped mole;
about the size of a watermelon seed.

I don't know why I paid it any mind.
It was just a little blemish laying there.
But yet it fascinated me immensely;
holding the ad, I just had to stare

The top of the dress was very low
and that allowed me a good look.
I found myself getting very excited,
standing there looking at the book

The young girl and her dress were modest.
The picture of her wasn't obscene one bit.
Yet the heart-shaped mole created thoughts
and I really wanted a better look at it

As I turned to walk away with the book,
my wife asked if I thought it looked nice
I smiled and nodded my answer
and said I would buy it at any price.

Well, she was talking about the dress
and she didn't catch what she had been told.
She was interested in the garment.
I was looking at the heart-shaped mole.