Bullfrog

The first time a girl said,
“Can I look at you?”
in reference to my penis
was one year, eight months,
and sixteen days after
we first moved our hips against
one another
in the dark of my then-girlfriend's--
her then-roommate's--
bedroom.
She leaned over, lips lightly parted,
and studied shriveled,
still-glistening
me with the focus of a
poet-biologist: more enamored
with the organic mechanics
of girth and swell
than my discomfort
with such scrutiny.
Finally, she pursed her lips
and said, “Bullfrogs puff
themselves up to look more fierce.”