One Hell of a Night
it is in the lateness of the hour
the clock ticks the minutes off
you say you will be right back
do a disappearing act
what is up with that?
later, when we're ready for bed
you follow me down the hall
to candles, music and turned down sheets
something that's never been done for me
romance done just right
and it's one hell of a night!
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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