She opens the door
Dark lounge
Slowly she walks
Through the crowd
The music plays
Jaz
Sensual sounds
Sax
Mimicking moans in her ears
As if people are climaxing
Sensuality fills the air
She sits down on a velvet cushioned couch
Tosses back her long, black lace gown
Glimpse of her smooth bare legs
Blueberry scent
As she tosses back her soft brown hair
Away from her delicate face
Cherry lips π
She lights a cigarette π¬
Deeply she inhales
The bartender
Hands her a cocktail
Whiskey
Neat
She exhales
Gently she whispers
Thank you, Darling
She glimpses around the room
Curious
But stale
It’s him
Alone
Taking her in
Eyes lock
She prays he doesn’t speak
Tasty is he
Decant like a buttercream icing treat
Come here
She demands with her eyes
Walking toward her
Confident
Suit and tie
Sweat and musk
She longs to taste him
Kissing his lips
Touching his tongue
Buttons come undone
His and hers
Music still plays
There bodies sway
She craves him
He pays her tab
They walk hand in hand
To the yellow cab
With blinking lights
In the cold night
The plaza only one block away
In the exhaust filled city
New York
Lights and bay
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Why thank you Simon π felt very passionate writing it
Had a thought, was listening to lounge music and the my pen just scribbled very quickly
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