She Wore A Smart Suit

She wore a smart suitSetting her apart from the restShe was a fine specimenAltered from her years out West The tailor created perfectionIt loved her feminine curveThe details you won’t missFeeling beauty in your structured nerves Those blonde curls, nice & tightNoticing underthings peeking throughRegaining my composure in timeDon’t want my excitement to be misconstruedContinue reading “She Wore A Smart Suit”

Excuse Me, Miss

Excuse me, Miss I need help between the books You look down your glasses at me Don’t worry about their errant looks You’re dressed mighty nice I think it’s by the back shelves It seems I’ve gotten us lost Oh my, I think we’re by ourselves I pull you in close A hand sneaks underContinue reading “Excuse Me, Miss”