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Eye Candy

by Chris Sorrenti

At 5

My babysitter’s
soft smooth soles
under the table
inexplicably calling
inviting me to touch
how she gasped
then giggled
after denying being ticklish
then quickly rubbed
her foot into the carpet
to extinguish the sensation


has always been overrated

At 7

at recess
with long yellow
red or brown hair
chanting in unison
in buckle shoes
plaid skirts
skipping rope
2 by 2
up and down
down and up

At 8

a group of twelve or so
9 and 10 year olds
standing on the bleachers
behind the school
singing aloud
every word to
I Want To Hold Your Hand

I’d never seen them that way before

At 10

A steady string
of babysitters teachers
TV and movie stars
some my own age
my own neighborhood
I had crushes on
with lots more still to come
at night
long before VCRs DVRs
I would play
their faces voices
and sometimes their bodies
over again in my mind

At 12

Watching two 12 year olds
in white Go Go boots
their freshly filled curves
back and forth
up and down
Yummy Yummy Yummy

At 16

Everything about them
the soft smooth skin
of inner thigh
a powerful elixir

At 19

Weeping no tears
for my lost virginity
I plunge
with eyes wide shut
into the sea of love
and in the epiphany of
how breast and vagina
are truly
God’s works of art

At 29

Surrounded by
female forces
in multitude
shapes and sizes
I see each and all now
in a different light
some are sisters
others lovers
friends in varying degree
while so many
will remain strangers
a blessing in disguise

At 42

Having passed 40
with no adverse affect
a delayed reaction
finally hits me
I am middle aged
depression brief
knowing instinctively
the best has yet to come

with built up immunity
to rejection
unrequited love
lack of confidence
awkwardness of youth
all outgrown
valuable lessons
are put to work
with positive results

At 55

As in childhood
I am blessed with their beauty
adding colour and variety
to an otherwise bland world

like me
full of hopes and dreams
talents and nightmares
limited only by personal
fears imperfections or foibles

for me
they are a reason to go on

and though the hunger is easier
to keep at bay now
with eyes wide open
those plaid skirts still sure
to raise an eyebrow
blood pressure
and other things


© 2013
Revised © 2017 and 2018

Note as per below video: The live version originally posted with this poem,
its related account was closed at Youtube, so I had to settle for the next best thing.
There is a live version of the song when Ohio Express was several years older on
Youtube. Good video, but the picture and sound quality are of a poorer quality
than what’s out there now.

860 hits as of October 2021


Author's Note: What started out simply as a good idea two months ago, has turned into a major construction project. Lots of soul searching and brain picking here, with lines added, deleted, then added again, or added again but changed, while inserting new lines, strengthening others.

Posted on 07/12/2013
Copyright © 2021 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/13/13 at 06:21 PM

Ain't it grand! I appreciate that after all those years you still find us ladies appealing. It's fun to glimpse your memories at certain ages. Thanks for this ongoing project.

Posted by John Harder on 07/14/13 at 06:56 AM

I can tell you put some time into this.. One might say it's 50 years in the making. I enjoyed this a lot. Great work.

Posted by Rob Littler on 07/18/13 at 04:34 AM

You really have some great images here, and the word play and sound is wonderful when I read it aloud. Ultimately, you spell out the growth of a boy into a man...but we are all still "boys" no matter what, eh? SCHWING!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/20/13 at 08:27 AM

this is a wonderful piece of reminiscence, Chris. for my money we could save tons of money on education when all a boy or a man ever need to educate themselves or receive a PhD. or Masters in this world is to have a girl or a woman filing past. when all is said and done, a boy is born and has only one good reason to continue on this earth, and all of that reason having to do with girls.

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