I Lingered At Loves' Door

I lingered at loves' door Lips waiting for a kiss or two A brush of passion A whisp of warmth As many lovers do The first was quite dull Fumbly digits all like thumbs And when it came to kissing A mouth equipped with a serpents Tongue nimble agile and erotic Flickering across my eyes , my lips, The nape of my neck beastly he was. The second was tall a voice that any Woman would pride herself as the Victor for his serenade prowess But his beastly nose,dripped, his large Ears flapped very much like a tiny pigs And the hair on his chest was about Four inches long I could have combed it Collected it and knitted slippers with it. Number three awe, he was a ballroom dancer Nimble, thighs and buttocks firm , strong Thoughts of a snake wrapping its prey came to Mind when I looked at his legs. He could spin his partner, toss her up catch her Throw her and gently dip her and kiss her with His deepest hungry oceanic green eyes. Not a hair on his body. Muscular, nimble. A gentle quiet , yet the most sensual erotic man I had ever seen. His confidence and gestures Were such a tease to be so closely paired to a Zeus in a mans body I loved him the best. Although he always wore a mask. The allure If the unknowing. I could only see the eyes. He barely spoke a word. His body movements Intertwined with mine. Tangos, waltzes, ballroom Dances or simply barefoot romps under the moonlight We synced in every line, gesture,nothing went Unread.