Memorable In A Should Have Got Her Name Sort Of Way

[iblieve]

Tight fitting black dress hiked up in a revealing pose
ruffled long sleeve blouse of the same hue
in early summer’s muggy afternoon heat
pretending to be in the know without a clue.
Leaning on her vintage Capri
panty pumping agitated leg movement
shaky hand holding a slim cigarette
as the lips made a non committed comment
obviously ignored by the two players
not interested in what she might have to say,
the long legs alluringly motivating them
to believe she might be an easy lay.

Her eyes caught mine in a I might be interested
brow raising look of obvious interest sort of way.
I being unhurried in my walk to no where
strolled over, my eyes doing a seductive caress
of her slim little body dressed in black
hip pumping panty movement infatuation
and the heat got the sweat to rolling
as I arrived forming my final summation
of the heated situation I might possibly stir
in an erotic fashion if all went well.

Finally noticing the Capri was maroon
and her hair was dark black I could tell
she was laying the bull to rest with the players
want-a-be’s but wouldn’t be in her panties tonight
as her eyes locked on in close range contact
turning her bouncing breast raising my delight!
Obvious my pants growing tight!!
Oh she was a magnificent sight
in a low down I’m in it for the pussy sort of way!!!

The conversation, simple but alluring
as we exchanged fictional facts
cuddling closer being left to ourselves
the losers realizing they’d been bagged and sacked.
We pondered simple relativity
her sexuality relating to me
giving a where is the motel glance
for directional clarification.
I knew I had her when she rubbed
my stiffness with her bun.
Soft and seductive it was.

We did it in a critical mass friction getting
rush to a heated climax sort of way,
our wet perspiring bodies leaving tracks
on each other’s skin scratched and bitten,
but damn I loved her kitten
turned tiger pussy prowling hole
that sucked me in whole.

Afterwards we parted
with me wonder her name
realizing it was a shame
since she was memorable.
She left believing
she was unforgettable
in a lick the bone raw sort of way
and it was nice I must say
as she climbed in to the Capri
looking back at me
lighting up one for the road
and truth be told
I wish I’d asked her name
played the game
to get a rain check,
and as the years passed in neglect
in a love gone wrong sort of way
I think of her on hot summer days
wondering did she make it
keeping love at bay
in a sluttish fuck them all sort of way.

June 21, 2005 iblieve

[joel]

After all that...and she is just "memorable"...not her self-ascribed "unforgetable"? The feeling of casuality in this piece is well done!

[iblieve]

Thanks joel, appreciate you taking the time to read this. "C"

[hester_prynne]

I am so glad I took the time to read this.
I absolutely licked every word clean.

A truly magnificent piece of writing, and I mean that.
Not to be trite but, I love this poem.
Bravo! and thank you for posting it..
H

[iblieve]

Thanks Hester, my muse loves having his words licked clean, lol, thank you so much for the support. iblieve