You reassure me
With a smile
That never quite reaches your eyes
Promising conversation
With
A lecherous look
That never quite leaves them
I throw caution to the wind
As my poundin libido overpowers
My mind
Your
Eyes
Are
So
Beautiful is
Whispered against my lips
With your hands on my hips and
Your eyes on my thighs
Your word foreplay
Has got me spinning my protests
Into a golden mantra of yes
Now I’m contemplating possibly
Letting you be my rumpelstiltskin of the night
Hoping you might stay long enough for
Me to play your name game in the morning
All the while prayin that you won’t
Come dawn I awake to find
These lonely arms of mine
Holding you
Damn
Damn indeed. what a powerful write this is. "word foreplay" what a yummy phrase. I liked this very much, Including the final "Damn" expressed as (?) consternation , from finding the guest hasnt left or (?) relief, in finding that your not alone, at least until after breakfast.
Either way
Thanks for sharing
stay safe