Date: | Mon, 12 Nov 2007 12:00AM PDT) |
From: | "John French" <mosshead7@yahoo.com> |
Subject: |
Body Language
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To: | redeye@foxnews.com |
Body Language
Her left breast
was against my shoulder
With a great set of legs
and, yet, a little older -
She asked me,
"when will it begin?"
I replied,
"it already started."
She was hot
and worth million$
In fact,
hundreds of million$
But she was cool.
She is cool
too.
Her firm breasts
crossed my chest.
She grabbed
my wine glass
And had me
program
her
number
in my cellular phone.
She grasped
my
elbow,
my wrists,
my hands,
always
sliding
into me.
Her teeth
were brilliant
and they
beamed.
My neck tie
was
perfect.
My shirt
&
suit,
impeccable.
At 180
&
My curly
dark brown
hair
passed my
white dress
collar
She suggested
we walk
our dogs
together
sometime.
Maybe
go out.
I
told
her
I'd
call
her
written
Tuesday Morning
May 22, 2007
Best of the Roses,
John French mystrawhat.com
Things We're Afraid to Say: Webs of
Everyday Media
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Poetry By
John Alan Conte`, Jr. |