Impromptu

At times and out of the blue

It’s as if she cuts a swathe

Clearly through to my soul

My attention; split wide open

Her scent, her voiced whispers

Her fashionable teasing eyes

Touch and permeate all I am 

And even at inappropriate times

I’m stripped of nearly all modesty

Envisioning our bare bodies at play

I turn red, caught in a sinful smile

My eyes held closed in visual luxury 

Droplets creep on my skins surface

Wiping fantasy lipstick from my lips 

Sure, others around have noticed

Hoping I do the same to her…any moment

Poet of the Light © 2018

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