Cool Electric

I see some beauty riding in your eyes, like waves on an ocean, skin on your thighs. I feel some passion running through your veins, like a wild fire, searing, beautiful pain. You seem so playful, dancing in the breeze, wind pushes your dress way up past your knees. I know you notice my smile and my stare. You grin back at me, promise to take me there. You flash a look, it’s cool electric. Seems so innocent, and yet so tantric. You play the good girl, demure and sipping wine. Only I know what’s coming, that the tiger purrs inside…