She came in Shy

She came in shy
Wrapped in toweled gown
Designer swimsuit underneath
Flip-flops flapped
But my eyes were trapped
By painted toenailed feet

They seemed to point to a daring kind

The type that longed to shed a skin

And so I took her by the hand
And invited her to" The Water Inn"
She wore exquisite perfumes

For I knew that heady scent

In a small store in Paris

“Aroma Parfume et Soins”
Was where her moneys went

I breathed in and could not think

So powerful was its potion

As she took away that dressing gown

To rub her skin with lotion
I watched and watched with hazy eyes

Like yeasted flour her breasts did rise
To my surprise
 I watched them fall
Like tides they hypnotized my all
You’re so tender so soothing so warm

If I taste you I’ll do no harm

I long to kiss your scarlet lips
Bring you close with hands on hips
Now you feel as I hold your hands

And pull its strings and all its strands

And let the garment fall to floor

As I stand and watch you in adore
In a golden gilded mirror there

Taking off your pearls
letting down your hair
hands have minds all their own

And they trace the places you have shown
I feel your soft tan skin, scent
Its perfume sweetened musk

And I will lie with you my love

From dawn until the dusk
Your sweet as any woman fair

And kinder still than most

But you turn me on your bed

Like a chef he turns the roast

You kiss my ears my shoulders rub

You dry my skin from Jacuzzi tub

Your hands explore your lips adore

I cannot speak but I cry for more
I taste your lips 
I nibble ear

I even wipe 
away a tear

I take your nipples 
circled tongue

For one your age 
you keep them young

Soft the music, sweet the sax’s

Running oils into our backs
Your legs they open
 like ornate gates

I unlock you first 
then I wait
Hear your soft 
loving moans

Oh no 
turn off the bloody phones

But still they ring

’Till they leave the hook

I remember now 
about the book

That told me to be missionary
So will I go on top
Until you turn me upside down

And on the floor we flop
I am standing up, 
you glide me in
(I am wondering 
is this a sin)
But how could love 
be full of shame

Or is religion just a game

But this is not the time 
for such discussions

I go down and press
 some buttons
Tender kissing , 
feel me strong

Feeling lost, 
inside your song

Hear the crackles as we lift and fall

Sweet it is, enjoy it all
You move me, 
such love and grace

My fingers on your 
hotspot trace

First on breast
 then inside

Like roller coasters
 now we ride

Hands in air plunge dip and dive

Lost this feeling
 now I feel alive
I wet my fingers on your tongue

Then slowly down your body run
Feel your ecstasy
 quickened paces

Now my heart 
it really races

And bring you
 to a fever pitch

Wow we make love
 without a hitch
Wild lady takes control
Engines shutting down
Wings we sprout we glide

And now I am lost

Now we are lost

We both enjoy the ride.
Sweet your tender understandings

Sweet your body close to mine

Sweet the moments shared together

Like a glass of vintage wine
For now you are so still

With your head upon my chest

You warmed me with your comforts

For you knew what was best
Now I dress as you sleep
And quietly close the door
For this was just
A one night stand
I wont be back for more.

She came in Shy


Muckross Killarney, Ireland

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This is a poem about the silver tongue of the pickup artist and the cruelty of love when abused.

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