Prim and Proper

Sitting in a quiet
Corner
Legs crossed
Nodding my head
In perfect agreement
To the coiffured speech
Fingers laced and
Perfect
Eyes meeting yours
Societal society
Mingling around us
Unaware of the beastly
Thoughts
Tumbling in my head
Undressing you
As we
Casually speak
I think it's cute
You think
I'm meek
I toy with
The different ways
I can make you scream
When I get you alone
You have no idea
But you will
Prim and proper me
Thinking of you
Undressing me