Undressed- a Collaboration

She felt his presence by her side Her first reaction – unimpressed. She turned her head, a toss of hair, The situation she assessed. Maybe it was the dauntless smile Perhaps the wicked twinkling eyes The self-assurance in his poise... Do warning bells ever suffice? She sipped her drink and options weighed He praised her looks and wispy gown His flavoured words - delicacy Her guard she weakly lowered down. Till late at night beneath the stars They danced to music, hands on hips If ever doubts had crossed her mind Erased they were by burning lips. She found him suave and debonair His face, ethereal, divine Attentive eyes looked deep within His lips still tasted of sweet wine. The music played; he held her tight Each sense alive and needing more She whispered breathlessly to him, "There's more to me you must explore." Behind closed doors, he lay her down And kissed each part that he undressed Before her nakedness was shown Her face he tenderly caressed. "I will not take what is not mine; You will not be a one night stand." "My love," she said with bated breath, You'll guide my life; I'll guide your hand." A Callman Collaboration (Paul Callus and Eileen Manassian)