Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I won't lie to you
there was lust and larceny
in my heart that day,
and they were, officially
split up for many months now
but he was a friend of mine

she was merciless
what did she think I'd do
when she got me high
and laid that tennessee
on my lips, her flowered
hippie dress all hiked up

her estranged man at sea
miles from the shores of her needs
her ass on the countertop
her breath hotter
than a key west afternoon, and me
with plenty of time to kill

I'd like a peek of a few more confessions like these...

lust, or just the moment and circumstance..

moment + circumstance = throbbing secret until confession

Neat poem; liked much.

How could anyone yield not to such temptation? Do it again, too, if I could. jim

caught up in moments and circumstances, being estranged to myself. thanks for the title and poem

Not only is this fantastic, it's burnin hot.
Love it Saw, as always,
your fan
H

you sailors know how to live......scorcher poem indeed....

thanx for all the great comments friends.....it's cool to live in such an
appreciative neighborhood......