sensual

sometimes
it starts so simple
in a fantasy world
i see him standing there
he's just another man
isn't he?
i sneak in for
a closer peek
something intrigues me
i mildly look him over
with carefully placed
and hopefully discreet
glares!
start from the toes
nice very nice
clean white rubber sneakers
smooth jet black
Nike emblem
sell me on those shoes, boy!
sell me on them shoes
the eyes then
they must work their way UP!
pant legs yes pants
jeans as a matter of fact
crisp, tight-fitting blue jeans
ever-so-gently snuggling against
those mighty calves
a tingle
oh to be those jeans!
and to be so close
to such perfection
moving up now as we must
to the area of the...
crotch?
hmmm...
those are tight-fitting pants
nice nice...
dare i say bulge?
vulgar but accurate
very neatly tucked in there
benath the denim
and what looks to be a pair of boxer briefs
maybe a little glance from behind
and i'll see
oh yes...they're sticking out a little
red boxer briefs
red like the blood running
so frantically through my veins right now
as my heart pittypatpatpats
breaking all known speed limits
it should be arrested
Fruit of the Looms aye?
i'd be the fruit on his loom any day!
Upward!
the stomach area
the tight red fitted designer tee
Humina!
my legs are getting a little wobbly..
washboard abs
pulsating underneath the cotton
oh but to wrap my hands around it
rub his little belly
make a wish perhaps
i know what i desire
and the chest
is there a chest?
is there EVER!
big and solid
and oh
ever-so shapely
with nice tickly nipples
poking out from behind the red
trying to see the light of day
i can help
i can soooo help
the neck
the strong and powerful neck
the perfect size for grabbing onto and never letting go
as Superman flies you across the mighty skies!
am i aroused?
you're gawrd danged skippy i am!
the face
i'm going to faint
nice supple soft lips
a nose...a nose to tweek and make him giggle
the air
the light brown and breezy
full head of hair
so expertly styled
around a face so lustful
and the eyes
deep rich blue eyes
like the Atlantic
in Florida
they pull me in
and i can't stop
i grab him by those rock hard abs
and i lean into him
and i kiss him
most powerfully on the lips
and i melt into him

and the alarm clock goes off
and i say "shit"
and i slowly brush him out of my eyes
and i open them
and look at the man in bed next to me
balding, a pot-belly, chicken legs
and he's snoring quite loudly
and i kiss him
on his receding forehead
and i smile
because i know deep down
that he is the one thing
so much better than fantasy
he is love.

They say..

...if you rub the belly of a Buddha your wish will come true. Sounds like you were dreaming of a modern "god"? Don't ya hate dreams like that? Good thing you have someone there to expend the "tension" arriving from the dream...enuf said. A humorous read (sorry, had to envision a woman writing this) and laughed all the way through it, great job!~Ron

*"whenever in doubt, dream...inspiration will happen when you least expect it.." r/k 2-2009
http://members.tripod.com/Ron_Kinard

Well actually...

the guy with the pot belly and chicken legs isn't real either. I'm very much single, but I would like to imagine that love looks like a man that doesn't grace the Abercombrie and Fitch catalog cover...
Thanks for all your lovely compliments. I enjoy your work as well.

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