A Beer Girl

You may expect
Me to lavish
On her charm
On her beauty
And the beasts around

But may I ask you
What does she think
When the beer glasses
get empty!

You may forget
She is sweating
As you are
As your glasses are

And she is sweatened
As your lips are
And as your pursues are

You may dream
Her flesh to brew
Her skin to glow
But never expect
Her happy hours
And her happy breath

Needless to say
All are boon and brewing
For your naked dreams
And your sunken eyes