Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Heat



Sitting in the car

Outside my house.

After our third date.

Waiting for the rain

To stop.

No longer immune

To your many charms,

My desire for you

Radiates

From every pore in

My old body.

Making me blush.

Imagine!

Feeling waves of lust

At my age!

I take your hand,

And ask,

"Would you like to come in?"

When I really mean,

"Would you like to stay the night?"

You smile,

And whisper

"Yes"

As you gently kiss my cheek.

You open my door.

We walk towards the house,

As the rain

Drenches us.

Giving us two

Old

(not old, mature)

Lovers,

A convenient excuse

To remove wet clothing,

And snuggle

Under soft covers.

Generating enough heat

To burn down the house.



6 comments:

  1. Ooooo Lucky YOU~!
    The prose is lovely and delightfully sensual :)

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  2. What a wonderful sexy post. Well done indeed.

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  3. I love it. Very nicely done. :-)

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  4. I like how the passion is almost hidden shyly away..until the last line..when only a rain storm could quell the heat..Jae

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  5. Could you be any more romantic? I definitely sighed at the end of this, picturing everything written.
    So beautiful :)

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