'altered Needs'

He was all fired up he had it all figured out this was it, the end of us "I need my space" or so he thought until she entered the room dressed totally different to what is “her norm” a black dress with high heels legs that go on forever, he almost walked into the bathroom door mouth hanging open "Err did you go to work like that?" he asked “Yep of cause I did, I always do,"was her reply Uhm, it's the first time I see you dressed like that Nonchalantly while getting rid of her clothes she replied, “Well now if you more at home and less "at work" You’ll see me more in my work attire then in my pajamas” Gawking at her scanty underwear, He saw her swing her hips as she left the room Confucius Joe was left behind, feeling less desperate for space and more a need for closeness
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Grisetti Avatar
June 7, 2012 at 1:47 PM
You certainly have that male/female thing all figured out. Wouldn't want to be on oyur bad side. Great write.
Wesley Avatar
June 5, 2012 at 5:26 PM
A close encounter of the best kind; does the trick every time! So cool Wima.
Horne Avatar
June 4, 2012 at 8:00 AM
LOL, love this clever insightful one, Wilma. lfde
The Drunken Poet Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 11:45 PM
WOW,Wonderful imagery.How ever I wonder where you work,LOL!!!
Onclaud Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 10:47 PM
wilms, you just spoke of the need for emotional intimacy in a most stagerring way... you got me, woman!.. beautiful!..:) huggs!
Ink-U-Script Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 8:41 PM
Loving this poem of yours..excellent imagery here..hugs
Cooper Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 8:28 PM
lovely. Soup Mail! ;)
Dufresne Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 7:20 PM
haha "confucious Joe" love the name you gave the suddenly lonely gawker. A unique write for you and you did it so well ,Wilma
Dietrich Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 7:09 PM
HEY, this is kind of like my harried housewife poem but a lot sexier. Awesome stuff, Wilma. Was it for any contest? Or just a spurt of imagination to do this story?
Andresen Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 12:28 PM
Quite a nice lady....not just my work clothes. (I am a nurse) - You impress me constantly Wilma! - Well done, love it! - Thank you for visit and comments my poem today, always welcome. - Have a lovely Sunday. - oxox Anne-Lise
K. Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 12:11 PM
oh shucks, no show?? :( -- well somebody else might pass by :D -- and yes, it was awesome of David to do that for me, I am really happy you loved it as well, thanks so much for passing by-- I will catch you soon okidoki? mwahugs!
K. Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 11:45 AM
Aha! And here is Missy Siren's tip # 627 aka the "you don't know what you got til it's gone" tip :D I Loved this one --hehe very sly ;) -- "Confucius Joe" indeed, he don;t know his name no more---made me snicker :D I hope you;re having a good sunday-- did you get a ride last week? :D mwahugs missy! yeeks I better sleep in a bit. :D
Williams Avatar
June 3, 2012 at 9:38 AM
ha Wilma, you women know how to wrap us around your little finger; black dress, high heels, swinging hips, scanty und...gotta go Wilma, something just came up...David
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