Stairwayed

A sensual Mona Lisa contemplating life while on a wall reclined
With the briefest glance the image becomes locked within the mind
Oh to be the stairs on which rest that behind
Cradled in the arms of a stairway with nothing but time
 
Slight breezes blowing through causing a dress to slightly rise
Breezy kisses traveling up legs and caressing thighs
Tempting thoughts running amuck behind closed eyes
Things that have came to mind since this morning’s kiss and saying good-bye
 
Thoughts of sensuous dishes, hot and still steaming
Every spoonful bounces about the mouth as if still dreaming
Glasses of a sweet and intoxicating wine to enhance the mood
Now with every detail worked out about the wine and food
 
It's thoughts of music and dancing about the room
Thoughts of being held and spun about as passions bloom
If only this stairway could talk of bodies pressed and of thoughts thought
Haha, of desires suppressed, yeah so many fiery needs had to be fought
 
But tonight again so much pent up will be released
As the dancing finally ends in the bedroom for a second steaming feast
Each step of tonight is from tread to tread with need as risers
Seeking the highest landing as the stairway directs increasing desires    
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