Miss Plain Pink Panther

She wears a Pink beret
and wraps her nylon scarf
half heartedly round her small
pale neck
Her cold, restrained lips contrast
only slightly with her freckly cheeks
If im honest
wetness is only to be found deep
within her
Pink neutralises her
Hazel eyes, the only sign of flavour
remain hidden under fluttered
eyelids. occasionally glancing,
readjusting, and shying away,
on seeing me take any one of
my numerous looks at her.
Not at all like blondie