* This is not a Gay or Lesbian story, this story has to do with very close tight feelings for a friend of the same sex! I hope you will enjoy as into my heart you explore...

With Her My Soul Is On Fire... Short and Sweet, as each will be...

By: S. M. Grenon


With her I want to be
she sets my soul free

I love my man
there our times
when a man
can't do what a
women sure can...

The time came as she asked me to go dancing with her. Grace with eyes of blue, I knew being with her was what I needed.
She had a way with her dark black brownish hair to put me in daze. One day we were hanging out in her yard, after raking leaves. She had sweat pouring off her sweet muscular looking body. Her jean shorts were cut-off and still short to me, as they came down to her knees, the curves were being hugged I'd say, very nicely. I looked at her and she smiled and I knew all along the feelings we had from there, were strong. In my eyes, beauty is skin deep and her soul was priceless! We don't see each other as much any more, but when we get together. The fires within us begin burning. I always knew her and I would start touching, and it did the night she asked me out dancing. She picked me up as friends do, I got in her classy Jeep, hers was black and mine is bright green. She reached over
to buckle me and I laughed, and said " hey, I can do that" She smiled and kissed me smack on the lips and I felt myself start to twitch. I knew this night I was not going to be able to resist. We drove awhile and talked of her new digs and where her life was heading. No one permanently in her life that she wanted to try and begin sharing, her life was quiet and work most of the time. She told me to have someone in her life now, would be unfair. I told you, her personality is priceless and now you know what I meant. We got to the dance club and I was dressed in a short little red dress that barely hit my knee. I had my black zip top on that made man stare and I would hope want to scream. My chance with Grace I knew would be no mistake if anything was to happen before the night ended.

I stepped out of her jeep with my black leather zip boots and she grabbed me by the arm to give me a boost. I said "Thanks Sweetie" and she kissed me. I just smiled. Her kisses to me was like sweet candy, she was always a treat away.

She wore wearing hot tight jeans with white lace down the legs and her black short tie boots that I like so much. We held hands while walking into the club and started talking. When we got inside to my surprise she had friends waiting, four nice looking ladies and two is nice stylish hats. I sat down while Grace ordered me my favorite, a cold gin and tonic and yelled "Hey Hon, don't forget my extra lime" While Grace was ordering our drinks, the ladies already had their own. I sat and talked and laughed with them about their lives and what is going on. A woman named Sandra told me the band is quite good. They keep you dancing all night, if you like that to dance Sheila" I said "Thanks and I do, once I start you can't get me to sit" She said she wanted to dance with me but a slow number and she wanted to pick it. I thought that comment was nice and I said O.K. without thinking twice, then a thought came to me, would Grace be upset. I began to think I was brought here, like meat on a grocery counter - a fresh meat counter waiting for more meat to display...

Continue: Tomorrow or later this week..... I will try, called the "The Dance"....

I hope you like...
Have a wonderful blessed day!


Warm Hugs, Purple Lady Sheexooo

P.S. Any ideas you may have on the structure of my poem, characters and how they are written or anything you want to add for construtive critism, would be very appreciated. I write stories but I write more poetry than short stories! I have a life and I can't see here for hours sharing... Go! and Enjoy! Your Sweet Life!