NO DESSERT.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL FOR LUNCH BUT NO DESSERT IN 1974.Shamira said to me come for lunch so I told my mother I'll be out for my lunch this Sunday Shamira's parent's place was empty just us two sitting there eating lunch drinking wine I can play piano I know some Beethoven if you like? Ok then I replied so she did and I watched her fingers moving on the keyboard Beethoven's Fur Elise sounded well after that and a short Chopin piece how about some dessert? I asked her have we time? she replied my parents may return anytime always time for dessert I told her so we went to her room and undressed and began then we heard her parent's car pull in the front drive o my God she uttered and we stopped and got dressed she uptight my pecker all distressed. © 2015 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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