Breakfast at lunch
conversation flowed
recipes exchanged……shared
wrists in tie wraps crossed
and a gentleman was he, when ordered she
raised to His mouth
as His hand held the nape of her neck
so close but painfully out of reach
held back by the short hairs
He smiled and said: Trust Me?
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November 2, 2009 at 2:51 am
And she said????
Yes, I am sure,,,,
November 3, 2009 at 8:30 pm
Does he trust himself?