mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

she slipped off her shoes

and softly

sweetly

suavely

sensually

sashayed

from out of my dreams

and into my heart

yeah,

she was smooth

she was a cross breed

of Satin and Silk

yeah,

she made me feel

auspiciously a'lacritous

yeah, she turned me on

the way she touched me

cajoled me

to come out of hiding

from that place of

love disconnectedness

where i was residing

hanging out

licking my wounds

of past experiences

and self doubt

she took my fears away

made them disappear

in thin air

i was smitten

and she was hittin’

on all of my

cerebral erogenous zones

as if she knew

my every weakness

and Lawd

was i weak for her

i would be a freak

for her

i would turn

my own damn self out

any day of the week

for her

you see

she knew me

better than i knew my self

now normally

that would be scary

but i did not have time for that

i was too busy

calculating

figuring

deliberating

in my

equivocating

while creating

semi deluded fantasies

of how i could

make her mine . . .

for ever

yeah baby

she was smooth

her very presence

melted my butter

she was the Fresh Hot Biscuit

i had been dreaming of

all my life

and i was ready to

consume her

totally

and the only words

i could now conjure

was

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

© 9 September 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.