I should look the other way,
So I won’t notice your charm.
But I like your temptation;
Surely there can be no harm.

I like what my furtive peeks
Show through Peekaboo fingers
Spread out over my eyes. Your
Belleza with me lingers.

Is it more evil to be
Tempted or to entertain
The thought? Surely we’ll all be
Tempted, but if we refrain

From the act, then what ill is
It to think longingly of
Such a beautiful, tender,
Sweet, and suave armful of love?