I know she feels my stare
My eyes undressing her bare
Though I have on shades to block the glare…
I know she can feel
That’s why she can’t sit still
Lord forgive my thoughts please
I bet her honey attracts bees
Her beauty is just captivating
Moments with her in the future I’m anticipating
Her clothes I’m desegregating
That means separating
Her long beautiful hair collecting sun rays
Her skin tone not worn from years and days
A love song in the background plays
The clothes she wears do her curves justice
And she knows this
Why else would she wear something so sexy?
And that smile… oh it got me
Her confidence is well deserved
Her body almost looks preserved
It’s in such great shape
Her figure my eyes can’t escape
She glances at me and flicks her hair
Awh she is taking me there
She knows I’m looking
So hot she has me cooking
I haven’t even got to her shoes yet
They absolutely complement her set
And shows off those smooth legs
I’m now leaning over the table edge
She catches me looking at her thighs
And all I can say is please excuse my eyes
Now I liked this for sure Dennis.
Definately a spoken word with much to say.
Enjoyed every line most especially at the end
"...She catches me looking at her thighs
And all I can say is please excuse my eyes"
You did a fantastic job loved it!
Have a wonderful weekend and take care,
Gwendolyn
Romantic, hot and sweet, and you didn't miss a beat (of the heart).
Loved it.
Cathlene
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoxo
Edwin
You wrote this in a very honest, naked, naughty way. No excuse needed. Keep looking in verse!
Cynthia
Be always safe,
Karen