At the Restaurant
In a warm restaurant interior
Lazing away, coffee in hand
A hot form sitting across, a platter of fruits
My heart skipped a beat, as she lifted her fork,
A berry making its way, unto her luscious mouth
Gentle a bite and the juice spill, I wish to devour
My chest searing hot, a sweet feel that caused
Approach her close, offered a wipe
She laughs in answer at my sight
In awe I find the reason for her mirth
a murky brown spot on white
My face blushed I retire, empty cup in hand
For the result of the scald on my chest was the cause.
© Nadiya (5 Feb 15)
Copyright © Poesy Relish | Year Posted 2015
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