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Late In The Evening (The Long Day Is Over......)

 
 
 "Feeling tired  
By the fire  
The long day is over......."
 
 
Moving up the long row of steps  
towards a solitary door  
key in lock, I turn the knob  
In dim solitude, turn right  
and make my way down the long hallway  
as I've done so many times before.......  
 
......a long cast of light  
I pushed past the crack  
in the waiting portal,  
as she lay back  
deeply resting inside  
the soft refrain of the pillowed toppings,  
propped up upon a smile  
basking in a golden, naked glow  
 
("....whispers of a rumor in the southern part of town  
feeling a certain rejuvenation, ready to go")
 
 
 " The wind is gone  
Asleep at dawn  
The embers burn on"
 
 
Circumventing any notion  
of a main course  
navigating straightway towards a just desert  
setting my attache upon the floor  
Loosing my belt, pants falling down  
hastily unbuttoning my shirt......  
 
( ....she licks her lips in transparent approval )  
 
I begin to savor and taste  
 every detail of her almost culinary  
work of art  
 
from a kiss upon her brow  
her tender moans lead me to  
the softness of her warm, wet lips  
the tingling of my body,  
transferred feelings of desire  
through my fingertips  
 
caressing,  
massaging,  
stirring heated embers  
that spread legs, thighs  
and what to my surprise  
erotic, wet rivers begin to form  
before my eyes  
"My toes just hit the water......"  
 
( .....and I grow hungrier still)  
 
digging deep into her creamy pudding  
with a very ample spoon  
quickly reaching all the way  
to the bottom  
Hand to mouth  
a so, so sensual euphoria  
so fast, so soon.....  
 
( a scene so reminiscent of toddlers sharing their first birthday cake)  
 
our lust scattered  
all  
over  
the  
bed
 
 
"....With no reprise  
The sun will rise  
The long day is over"
 
 
 
 
 
* ("The Long Day Is Over "-JESSE HARRIS, NORAH JONES )  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 13th Apr 2017
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