Steamy Night
Its been a warm early spring
as the flowers start blooming.
A young women taking
a walk down the trail day dreaming
of things she not.
Her mind wondering
about embracing
some hot thing
but who can it been.
She sees a fire dancing
as she sets flower petals fluttering.
Leaving her clothing
upon the stairs she climbing.
The water running
bubbles a flowing
she sinks bellow them disappearing.
Her man cometh home
to his dismay
he finds disarray.
Seeing the petals upon the floor
he follows to hall door.
Climbing the stair
he sees her lingerie.
At the door he hears
her soft voice saying come here.
His mind wondering what could be
he steps within.
Her body glistening
all wet and nothing covering
her elegance.
He feels a throbbing
that has been void.
He grabs her kissing
those soft lips and cheeks.
His hand rubbing
and caressing
making his throbbing
worsening.
Gently placing upon the bed
she stumbled on a limb
bringing back to reality
she was was dreaming heavenly.
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