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A Flash For Me
Off work for the weekend
We plan a quiet evening out
Meeting me at the door you are dressed to kill
All evening I drink you in, like the wine we share
We talk small talk and I attempt to charm
I admire how your inner beauty compliments your stunning look
I am lost in the moment only returning to reality when called by the wait staff
We share the desert that neither want but both greedy to prolong this evening share
It is intimate at our table, here amongst the other diners
I notice a devilish smile as your finger glides down your cleavage
Long and slender, manicured and graceful, I am mesmerized by your finger
I am spellbound by that finger as it softly caresses along your plunging neckline
A temporary reprieve from the spell is granted when you lick the tasty confection from your lips
Your lips are red, they are wetted as you lick them, and they are ripe for my kiss
I am already melted, like warm butter I wish to run down your fingers
I see you glance over your shoulder and then back to me with a new and mischievous look
Your eyes lock onto my eyes as I give my very soul to you in that moment
Your fingers pull at the silky fabric covering your soft femininity
Your pert breast, ostentatiously public in your sudden and private display dangerous and daring this presentation, for me alone, but not quit
I see you are as excited as your provocation is making me
I see you exposed, showing yourself intimately as when we are alone
An exhibitionist for that fleeting second, a new desire sparked within me
This was a rare private gift from one lover to another
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for feeding my inner animal
Thank you for being my kitaka
Thank you for being my soul mate
It is time to go and I pull you so tight to me
I love you, always and forever
We plan a quiet evening out
Meeting me at the door you are dressed to kill
All evening I drink you in, like the wine we share
We talk small talk and I attempt to charm
I admire how your inner beauty compliments your stunning look
I am lost in the moment only returning to reality when called by the wait staff
We share the desert that neither want but both greedy to prolong this evening share
It is intimate at our table, here amongst the other diners
I notice a devilish smile as your finger glides down your cleavage
Long and slender, manicured and graceful, I am mesmerized by your finger
I am spellbound by that finger as it softly caresses along your plunging neckline
A temporary reprieve from the spell is granted when you lick the tasty confection from your lips
Your lips are red, they are wetted as you lick them, and they are ripe for my kiss
I am already melted, like warm butter I wish to run down your fingers
I see you glance over your shoulder and then back to me with a new and mischievous look
Your eyes lock onto my eyes as I give my very soul to you in that moment
Your fingers pull at the silky fabric covering your soft femininity
Your pert breast, ostentatiously public in your sudden and private display dangerous and daring this presentation, for me alone, but not quit
I see you are as excited as your provocation is making me
I see you exposed, showing yourself intimately as when we are alone
An exhibitionist for that fleeting second, a new desire sparked within me
This was a rare private gift from one lover to another
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for feeding my inner animal
Thank you for being my kitaka
Thank you for being my soul mate
It is time to go and I pull you so tight to me
I love you, always and forever
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