Seduction

she is not direct
she once lived in the land of winding ways
she was brought up in the house where suggestion is an art
where imagination is fertile

she says she just had a nice warm shower and she is putting on
her pink lingerie
the night is cold and she is closing the glass window
and made the lights dim inside her room

on the phone she says she likes victoria's secret and
she is spraying her breasts and ears
her hair smells roses her tongue spanish lemon

she says her lips are moist and she has taken a bite of red cherry
a chunk of chocolate and she says she is sipping her mint flavored tea

she says she wears no panty and bra when she sleeps tonight
alone in her room and she reminds him
she forgot her keys inside his electric blue fuego pick-up

she reminds him it is 11: 30 p.m. and suggests that she is not sleeping yet
that he may bring the keys for her to keep them tonight.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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