A Summer Fancy
Standing in the forest I watch
as he strolls towards me
tipping his hat
he stops and stares
Looking so deep within me
I feel heat rising inside
as his eyes caress me
seeming not to miss anything
Without doing any more
than fixing me by glance
this man was stirring up
my senses one by one
As his eyes traced their path
it felt like he was gently stroking
as he lingered on my lips
they felt so hot and even crushed
They slowly drop lower
burning as they pass
i writhe wanting his touch
to feel his weight on me
A crack of a twig snapping
breaks the spell, I start
watch him fading in the distance
was it all just a daydream?
contest: Skat's fantasty written 06/13/2013
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