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Grey Poupon

Sitting alone at my table I felt a tap on my right shoulder
I immediately turned around to see who it was
shockingly surprised, this exquisite looking woman
staring at me with her 5’11 gorgeously built frame

eyes beautifully colored like the Mediterranean sea
lips soft and full, plush like a feathered down pillow
nose and ears symmetrically perfect like the sphere
with long dirty blonde hair, soft, shiny and free flowing

mesmerized; by her sweet scent and resonating warmth
as she opens her delicious looking mouth housing her
tasty pink tongue releasing the warmness of air as it rises
she asked “pardon me’ but do you have any Grey Poupon”

beguiled by her beauty, a brief hesitation ensued before responding
“sorry Ms. but I do not have any Grey Poupon”
it is I who’s sorry to have so rudely intruded upon you kind sir

as she turns to head  back to her table, noticing her statuesque physique
I stood and quietly shouted with reverent urgency a proclamation that
 
I do however posses a very experienced tongue
to wish she replied excitedly “might I partake in it’s delight”
Written by thewatcher33
Published | Edited 20th Dec 2014
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