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Memories Of Mimi...................
"You're puttin' a rush on me
but I'd like to know you better....."
Flashbacks................
….......blinding flashes as bright as a solar flare
a million miles away from this moment now.
Shocking me deeply beyond my normal sensibilities
To a different time, a different place
I remember how..............
…....you looked "tonight". How could any woman exude
so much “sin-suality”? My, my my........
........pulling me inside your sensual web.
Setting this man's mortal soul on fire.
(…....said the Spider to the fly)
Dinner was so yummy...........
.........sexy innocence.
Body dressed in white,
tight white dress clinging to every voluptuous curve.
Sheer white stockings, white stiletto heels
Took a whole lot of nerve........
…..to tease "the king" that way.
I am speechless. Couldn't create a sentence
or utter a simple phrase that made any sense that day.
Damn Mimi!!!
How you took my breath away..........
…..........drawing me in with that beautiful, bright smile and
perfectly done hair.
So fierce and so damned sharp.
Being with someone like you that night had me
floating on air.
"Don't say goodnight....when you know it's time for love"
I watched you drive that Camry off into the evening sunset
Wondering if I'd ever get that close to heaven again
Feeling warm and fuzzy all over
Thinking about what might have been.......
…...trying to play this maddening game
Trying to keep cool, calm and collect
Trying to "maintain".........being the king that I am
…..trying not to hint at how bad “I want your sex”
And then you come a calling, somewhere around one or two o'clock
I hear that cute and sexy voice
My heart began to knock...........
…......as you extend an "invitation"
wondering why I did not initiate?
Why did I not “put a rush on you”?
“Come on over baby, it's not too late”
"I want a woman with a slow hand
I want a lover with an easy touch
I want somebody who can spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush
I want somebody who can understand
When it comes to lovin', I want a Slow Hand"
….....you open the door
and what to my surprise
My heart more than skipped a beat
The image that captured my big brown eyes
Mimi.........standing there in nothing but
….......the sheerest, shortest, sexiest
fantasy that she could conjure
"a mixture of deep, beautiful colors
like gentle poppies in a green field
intoxicating my mind, causing my spirit to wander......"
….......bypassing all the small talk
down to the heart of the matter
falling deep into the waves of her bed
Deep red rose petals blown and scattered........
…...all around us
The smell of sandle wood in the air
The softness of her body
The gentle texture of her dark hair
An indescribable, exotic taste upon her lips
Slender spaghetti straps, from her shoulders rain down
Her satiny fabric gently slides down along her hips and
Oh My God!
Nothing else could even compare
to the gift she unwrapped for me that morning
I felt as though I was climbing the crystal stairs
….to ecstasy.
Pert and pretty breast, the enchantment of her swollen nipples,
Tender, slender waist
Her buttock, that of a warrior princess.
Those beautiful legs and thighs
straddled across my waist..........
…........and oh did she ride my ocean going vessel
across the rolling waves
a sensual "Voyage to Atlantis"
"I'm so high on her love I don't know how to behave........."
….........segue to the here and now
Over twenty years have gone
A night, now but a beautiful memory
Love changes, life slowly re-arranges
meandering down the stream
we move on.
But every now and then, anomalies do appear
Strident ghost in the machine
Images from a distant past draw near.............
…...........transporting me to a place I've longed for
and have never forgotten
In a moment that I cherish and still hold dear
A soft voice on the other end of the line
rings as clearly as a “bell in the night”
Seductive and soothing, tantalizing and teasing my listening ear..........
…......Mimi
Published 15th Aug 2012
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Anonymous
15th Aug 2012 7:10pm
You having mounted the wall to hold your Camelot, leave us, still searching for our Xanadu, reeling in your wake! Hail MrM!!!
15th Aug 2012 7:45pm
Yesterday, an unprompted, unscripted phone call fell into my domain.........ooooooo weeeeeeee!!!! Damn those memories man. As we get older, these are the moments that are so graciously appreciated.
Thanks as always for the affirmation : )
Thanks as always for the affirmation : )
16th Aug 2012 2:01am
16th Aug 2012 4:12am
I'm glad that you enjoyed this read. It's amazing the images that the mind can recall from almost twenty years ago : )
16th Aug 2012 2:46am
Nicely done, Music! I'm feeling MusicallyMrM, Stephanie Mills, Isley Brothers and The Pointer Sisters. ;)
16th Aug 2012 4:14am
Ahhhh, I love it when the reader captures the allusions to an artist songs. Music blends everything together better........just like mac and cheese, peanut butter and jelly, cereals and milk, greens and applesauce : )
16th Aug 2012 4:29am
Love the lyrics of Slow Hand, it really added deliciously to this piece. This Mimi sure did take you there to that blissful moment in time that capture alittle of your presence. :-) Gone Mimi, with your bad self!lol....
16th Aug 2012 4:39am
Mimi (her real name) was/is a very unique creature. That's all I have to say about that : )
