CuriosityA Poem by Alias Fletcherimagining a meetingYour long lashes flutter An invitation or a flirtation? What to do? I step a little nearer And smile, “Are you alone?”
“Oh... yes, yes I am!” She sighs softly, moving closer. “You live a few door down?” She fluffs her long white hair.
Her perfume ensnares me. Her lips enthrall me. “Walk with me.” I ask, Giving her my hand.
No more words are spoken. Our heat is growing. Our bodies Gently touching, as hips and Torsos are swaying... bumping. © 2009 Alias FletcherAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on February 18, 2009 Last Updated on February 19, 2009 AuthorAlias FletcherMidland, MIAboutTaking a class at SVSU (MI)... genetics... online. DNA fascinates me. Just like a big puzzle and I can't wait to put it together! I want to re-invent myself. Add extra stuff... lol I wish... I wish.. more..Writing
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