I love the way you parade yourself in the morning and at night.
               When the early sun streams in and before you douse the light.
               Your nakedness before me is just too hard to ignore.
               The perfection of your form was created to allure.
               Your youthful shapely breasts, so firm and so inviting.
               The gracious curve of your thighs, so soft and so exciting.
               The golden curls around a lovely face that makes my senses reel
               And those ruby lips that sweetly smile and mine alone should feel.

               There like a queen you reign, the girl across the street.
               Watched through my window pane, hoping one day that we'll meet.                 
               But a creature of such beauty would turn away her head
               Than look upon the likes of me, a cripple confined to his bed.

                                                         Bob Ollier