Lovely Lips
LOVELY LIPS
Her slow burn shimmy,
blows red kiss across the ballroom floor.
His raven dark hair,
hand in pocket,
slowly walks across the room,
captivating her breath.
He says nothing.
Only catches her eye.
Then takes her, into a powerful hold.
Slowly, they tango.
His dark shoes gleam
in the full moon.
Her elegant heels - slip and slide, dip and dive,
with his every move.
Their countenances both hold in prideful stance.
To the side, cheek to cheek, in contrast.
Hardening and smoothing.
He’s waited for this chance.
She’s dreamed of this fate.
Masterfully he whips her
into a frenzy.
Her soft red curls,
move with the tease.
He finishes upon his knees,
with a perfect rose, standing tall,
proposing with attached ring.
Tears splash down her steamy cheeks.
He yearns to hear her lovely lips say yes.
Anticipation, his pulse races.
In control with thoughtful grace,
her breath releases, her lips form
affirming words. They embrace.
5/16/2017
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