luscious

Felicity

pride reminded me
of that drizzling sun drop day
with a purple bra
and ragged jeans
a cardboard tiara
proclaiming me thus
a tanned/blond-tipped boy
sidled up in agreement
mistaking me for
the opposite of an opposite
(isn't that the same?)
oozing that hard hotness
making me twitch
anxious to lie down
and dream a lover's eye
say your hands
will always reach for mine
we feel it
immediate/eager/calm
each new touch
luscious fingers
say what our mouths
cannot

*********
what will be the spark?
what flint and fuel will ignite
the tinderbox of latent love?
snug in the dark
i can only think of you
and everything
i want to tell you

do you have the rest of your life?

grooveamatic

Felicity wrote:

what will be the spark?
what flint and fuel will ignite
the tinderbox of latent love?
snug in the dark
i can only think of you
and everything
i want to tell you

do you have the rest of your life?

this last section is breathtaking.

"do you have the rest of your life?"

...wow...

Righteous Jammer

I love the line "of that drizzling sun drop day" I kept reading it over and over again. Maybe because of the cloudy day I'm having