Blind date

There she is my blind date

     Waiter pulls a chair indicating my seat ,my place

Heart pounds alerting change of rate         Nerves shove beats into a change of pace

Stunning close up wears well beauties face      dinners great she invites drinks at her place

Clothes strip following admirations wondering stare with a soft touch

                 Skin on skin this gets hot doesn't take much

Body of bead drips a path through      or grazing nape

   Lips kiss finds that salty taste 

                 With the Right light rainbows glisten and give chase

Becoming less and less with sweats dive

Traveling down       disappearing all trace with a wipe or run dry

I give she takes      slow though its not a race

       Nails dug deep      trying to concentrate then there's the teeth

             Both clutch finished and pleased         cuddle from sleep through dreams

Breakfast in bed left behind       with a note beside

   Here's my number                          

                please call I had a good time