First Date

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Don't talk to me of passion.
Not with any first meeting.
No soulful kiss for that first date,
much less at that first greeting.
Passionate discourse
with double entendre,
perhaps.
Perhaps not.
Too soon to be a connection.
With me too jaded to care.
As if.
As if there was no passion in our eyes
with that first kiss,
that last kiss of the night.
Maintaining that minute distance
that keeps my desire
from pressing into you.
Barely controlling trembling hands
from offering caresses
to private parts
in public places.
Keeping my groans silent.
Just say nothing.
Just kiss and say goodnight.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 12 years ago

Brilliant!

tigerjentigerjenabout 13 years ago

Enjoyed this.....very well done! :)

LiarLiarabout 13 years ago
The first line

is a great hook, leading to an interresting back-and-forth.

I feel this is a bit of a beparture from your usual style. More staright on, hands on, allowing it to be blunt and less concerned with elocution than your usual offerings. Works for me.

UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellabout 13 years ago
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Very intimate insight into how the man feels, I wonder if she was feeing the same

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
like how you

lead into this, the jaded sophisticate, but - by the close - turn this projection on its head with an acknowledgement of human nature. mind certainly struggles over matter in this instance.

these lines embrace the reader; definitely no exclusion zone. :)

Barely controlling trembling hands

from offering caresses

to private parts

in public places.

Keeping my groans silent.

GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureabout 13 years ago
Mmm-mmmm

Sweetly - almost innocently - erotic. It seems full of youthful indecision and bravado then, finally self-control. Lovely in it's simplicity and yearning.

Tess

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