The Undoing

 Tremulous fingers uncertain
a momentary hesitation
a steeling breath in
silken straps
g  l  i  d  e
off delicate
sunkissed shoulders
The shift
like his eyes
travel
d
o
w
n
w
a
r
d

puddle
a gossamer pool
at her high-heeled feet

He licks his lips in anticipation
hungry for the taste of her
She smiles shyly
ever the coquette
all innocence and pink-tinged flesh
now led away to temptation
He silently wonders at her ability
to make him so hard
she smiles knowingly
Why do they always
make it so damn easy?