Torn SuitA Poem by DestinyxiTorn Suit
Man in the business
suit So clean cut Dark black jacket Crisp white shirt Dark black pants Polished slim black
dress shoes
Freshly shaven Hair gelled back Not one strand out of
place Dark eyes heavily
lashed A serious look masking
every emotion
I wonder How long would it take For me to make you
lose control Break out of that
persona Give into the wild and
restless lion Right underneath the
surface
I see by the way you
look at me You want so badly to
claw out Break out of that cage And just pounce me
How much of an effort On my part Would it take for you
to shed that black jacket Tear off that white
shirt Have the buttons pop
out Scattering the ground Shove down those black
pants Jump out of those
polished shoes And come at me
Would it take a smile Maybe a wink Or a look Maybe a few words A sashay of my hips Coaxing you forward
with my index finger
Or maybe it wouldn’t
take a thing
I see you boiling
underneath that costume Like a volcano right
about to erupt The smoke reaching out
of the surface The lava starting to
climb down the hill
I see it I see that look in
your eyes When they get two
times darker Than their normal
darkness
Ah, such a dark and
handsome businessman Come down from your
golden chair Break out of that cage And let me hear you
roar © 2012 DestinyxiAuthor's Note
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14 Reviews Added on November 15, 2012 Last Updated on November 15, 2012 AuthorDestinyxiCanadaAboutI'm back after a 10 year hiatus. I write poetry and erotic short stories. Feel free to check out my work 😊 more..Writing
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