Her hair cascades in lines of desire down across her tender skin.
She’s seen me dreaming.
She knows I’m there. Waiting.
I’m nonchalant in stance.
My heart is pounding.
She walks over.
Makes me wait an eternal age as she takes control.
I love the tease.
I know I’ll win this game.
How are you? I ask. My words aligned with love & kisses.
I place them on her smooth sweet skin.
My eyes gliding, flirting with every pore on her face.
A simple, slow aimless path.
& She sits.
& my hands talk to her body in rhymes of want.
The world is right again.
& She’s here with me, though the moment’s still short.
We smile. & play & the world is right.
I cup her cheek. Her face so close & sweet.
I tilt my head.
& slow dreams creep, tiptoe in.
& the perfect one is kissed.
– How I succumbed to my fate!
© ed simkins 2016