Preparation
Oh, I can see her perfectly;
the smile, the eyes, her figure.
It makes my efforts hasten
as I prepare to meet her.
A splash of the Obsession
as she is my obsession,
as I hope to tease her
with scent.
I select my best slacks, not
too loose, snug, but yet flattering
as I hope to tease her with sight.
I even moisten my shaved skin
with lotion as I hope to tease her
with touch. Though, my heart tells
me loudly it’s not teasing that
is being done rather
tempting is more
like it, as I prepare
to meet
the one who tempts me.
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