He's tall and handsome with a
voice that makes my knees shake.
Holding Sprite and Beam in one hand,
A fishing pole in the other.
We will fish off the dock,
And talk about what we caught.
At dusk he'd build us a fire, where
We sit with our tensions rising,
Methodically caressing our hands together,
He finally leans over for a kiss,
Sweet and soft, but strong.
Speak to me
Speak to me, first, of absinthe
and pork belly. Your calloused
hands say I have done most things
and you, woman, will be next.
Lean in. Tell me a secret I have
never been told. Linger by my ear,
finger a lock of my hair with your
usual carelessness take me or leave
me you could go either way
You will never be mine but
only children count people.
sky
We walk hand in hand, carrying those childish sweets he loves.
I am taller by almost a foot, but he still walks like he is the lord of this world we try to survive.
"You don't survive life," he tells me with a pout. "You conquer it."
I smile.
"I am guessing, I will conquer it for you, in your name?" I say.
He smirks and kisses me. "Precisely."
it’s about a number of things
69 coins to share in a go dutch date
six kisses in the theater
right around nine o'clock
nine lives, you'll hope for
like a pussy cat has
you're gonna need 'em if you
cross the line on your first date
maybe not,
it depends on your position
or viewpoint
as you walk her up to her room
perhaps you'll swoon
as she invites you into
her warm bed
Anywhere, Anytime
My perfect date? I could say that my perfect date would be getting caught in the rain on the way home from the movies. Maybe watching a movie, my heart beating out of my chest as you take my hand for the first time. Or just talking, and laughing for hours with music playing. But the truth? My perfect date is anywhere, anytime as long as I'm with you.
The Secret
It began with anticipation and butterflies flickering within.
Embers of hope sparked. Shone off like fireflies in the dark.
The ever compassing romantic unfurled from her slumber, dreaming of softness and silk.
Of rich foods enjoyed by gleaming eyes. Of walks in old places. The memory of dark spaces .
The by and by of days gone by, startled touch, and moody scenes.
Chocolate kisses, blossoms, & giddiness...lovers sigh.
Best laid plans
I'll make plans...
And it'll all go to shit.
What's new, right?
Our ride'll be late,
They lost our tickets,
We sit behind some giants.
The show was terrible,
the guy next to us won't
stop farting up a storm,
Can't leave fast enough,
I left my jacket,
your feet hurt.
Our room key won't work,
left the corkscrew at home,
but at least you're here.
you're all I....
Bliss
Handsome charming
A crisp navy pea coat
Chanel Bleu aroma
Gorgeous white smile
He is everything
Rainy, steamy night
Dinner spot is dimly lit
I love Italian. My favorite place
Pinot Noir flows like bleeding hearts
Is tonight the night?
It's been five years. Tonight is it.
"Yes" "Yes ....I love you!" Yes I'd love to be your wife!"
Rehearsed 1000 times
We talk. No questions
Nights like this are frequent hits
The country life
Laying on the sleeping bag in the bed of his truck, wrapped up in his arms. The midnight sky is filled with shinning stars. His breath is warm on my skin, which now causes goosebumps to crawl on my skin. Hopping off the bed of the truck I go and grab the 22 rifle, and give him a sly smile. Then we go off into the woods to hunt.
A Perfect Date
Black, supple, and intoxicating. Waiting just out of reach. You have to climb for this treat. In the sweltering sun, whole body glistening. Firm. In your mouth: sweet and sticky. I know wrinkled isn’t a turn on, but trust me you want the wrinkles. You want to run your tongue along the wrinkled flesh. To taste the Sahara, to taste the swaying palms, and salty deserts where it ripened.