Blind Date

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Tentative rapping of knuckles on wood
Cheeks flush, she’s not ready
Her clothes on the bed
Black is so tasteful
But red says she could

Scuffle of chaos seeps under the door
Ears perk at the sound
He makes sense of the noise
We’ll be late, he sighs
Foot tapping the floor

Visions of ecstasy float through his mind
Her face like an angel
She drinks him all in
Her eyes dare not linger
The view from behind

Aromas so heady seduce palate and nose
Sweetness and savory
Smokey meats lure
Foreign tongue on the menu
Blindly they chose

Minds from the poison slightly fuzzy and high
His gin and vermouth
Her Sweet appletinis
She lets him believe
It was his plan to try

Defenses like raindrops fall to the ground
Her insides tremble
He makes his advance
They fall into bed
Lusty pleasures abound

Velvet vice squeezing and milking it dry
Tongues dancing together
Fingers sweaty entwined
Waves crashing forever
Echoes lust’s sigh

Spastic and panicked thoughts flood her brain
Rays tickle her eyelids
Night’s memories return
Afraid that he’d left her
Loath he’d remain

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
WILL HE OR WONT I

those decescions leave one high and dry, TK U MLJ LV NV

unpredictablebijouunpredictablebijouover 15 years ago
this is one case

in which I didn't mind the rhyme at all. It gives the piece a certain grace. Besides, it's a really fun piece. Nicely done.

WickedEveWickedEveover 15 years ago
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The rhyme certainly isn't overpowering. It's subtle and that really works in the poem's favor. There are some very good lines. Overall, the poem is really good. I've already said that you have potential. I think your poetry will keep getting better.

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