club night, out dancing
she catches my eye
tall woman leggy
fire engine red lipstick
scarf wrapped about her
slim pale throat
fantasy lady.
pale blue eye's express lust and need
Broaden my frame, to express I'm pleased
friends abandoned like propriety
drowned in drink, flirty touches
she seems to have put on her
one night stand along with that
too tight dress,
hotelbound
lips locked her hands exploring
get to the room,
she stands before me
her scarf draped,
there is something niggling
is that the swell of an Adams apple?
women can have them too it's ok
her breast beneath her bra, perky
perfect...too perfect
but alas the alcohol has dulled everything
from above or below the pelvis line
we kiss I slide my hand down
and grab a handful of....
it kinda feels like it shouldn't be there
hard like holding myself.......
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With friends like mine
I liked the ambiguous, don't ask don't tell ending. The majority of my friends are gay men, a couple of them drag queens, so as soon as I saw a scarf in a night club I had a feeling. I really like what you did with it.more...
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