Spaghetti Dinner

attraction in a way that cannot be explained
erotic moods waiting connection  
the ridge of her lips thick pronounced  
betraying her budding clitoris  
normal men cannot sense her emotions  
dark brown hair face free of makeup  
 nipples showing clearly through her blouse  
my eyes traced circles around her areola  
Imagining her warm fingers holding my penis and gently stroking it  
while I squeeze hard playing with her nipples visualizing them in my mouth  
right there our minds met    
we started to talk about the deepest things  
It was like we had penetrated and ravaged each other simultaneously in thought  
ecstasy bliss and climax exploded  
In our minds as we ate our spaghetti dinner