"Yes, now babe. If you take the back roads, you should be here in fifteen."
"Can it wait?"
"Would I make you drive all the way here for no reason?"
"Okay, this outfit better be to die for."
He said goodnight to his friends and went off...
I did go shopping
Tis not the season to be sexy
but for you I'll find a reason
to swag my stuff, get a little rough
I've been a busy bee while you were away
I even did my hair the way you like it
my lips are red and wanting
my manicured finger nails aching to scratch--meeaow
I'm drowned in lavender scents
behind my ears, inside my elbows
and every other corner you love to poke
these red heels are killing my feet
but the song in my breasts dull the pain
The candles are out--only a vanilla fog remains
can't find my pearls
my earlobes are heated and all they need is your tongue
to tease and caress and leave me dripping wet...
The musky scent of you always gets my attention
I wonder how many traffic rules you broke
rain drumming on the roof
seems to be in competition with the thump in my chest
I hear you fumble through as I make my great debut
"Hey, why are all the lights out?"
"Hmm honey, I've been a bad, bad girl."
"Just tell me the damage, how much did you spend?"
you reach for the switch, I lean and strike a pose
the lights went on, so did I, so did you
"I hope your tools are ready baby, you've got a lot of fixing to do"
the look on your face was priceless as I stood
all dressed with nothing on but a smile.
Copyright © 2008 by Bernice Angoh