And I Still Remember!

Sitting behind you
Watching you hunched over a paper,
My mind went back to that day;
That memorable day,
That cold afternoon on the beach;
Dressed in tight light blue jeans shorts
That snugly hugged the tender thighs,
And a soft pink short sleeved shirt
That imprisoned two ripe breasts
And hugged the wasp-like waist:
The impact increased the heart beat
The feet froze
The temperature rose
And sweat trickled in spite of the breeze,
The shake of the tender hands
Sent a chill down the spine
Time stood still
Breath came in short sharp hisses
Lips trembled
Never had desire so high rose
Control over eyes was lost
As it roamed over the lovely toes
The magnificent torso
And hair that in the wind danced and swayed.
Though the memory still remains
Nothing of what was said
Had been retained!
And I still remember that afternoon
Do you?

Author's Note

Wow! I can still remember that afternoon.

Reviews

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Yes, I feel this magnetic shadow of memory, picture of lovely woman, who can capture your heart and mind...Its sensere, honest, warming portrait of memory, which could never disappear, because its deep inside your mind...I love the very detailed description of clothes and body...Just missed to imagine the face...
~nia~