Diana

She suddenly appeared

all soft and tender,

a touch of alluring

a wee bit slender.

She was at our table

with a twinkle and a smile,

something about her

breaching my minds’ file.

Everything in her eyes

said she liked what she saw,

giving me thoughts

some against moral law.

So caught off guard

with heart aflutter,

afraid to speak

for fear of a stutter.

Who asked who

I just can’t recall,

I think it was me

but time did stall.

There we were on

the floor for a dance,

she came into my arms

I entered a trance.

Safe within my arms

and fitting so well,

once again I was living

escaping my own hell.

She felt just right

so soft and sweet,

we moved on the floor

me with two left feet.

My hand in the small

of her femine back,

the scent of her hair

I slid off the track.

She reached up

and stroked my beard,

I melted at her touch

feeling anything but weird.

Then it happened she

looked up head to the side,

I saw those moist lips

where I wanted to reside.

I held my breath

afraid of scaring her away,

I leaned down with caution

and wanted to stay.

They felt so soft

tender and living,

breathing full of life

with a potential of giving.

A feeling of panic

wanting to rush to the door,

my body betraying me

to lower her to the floor.

It had been so long

feeling the closeness of a lady,

with no dark thoughts

feeling anything but shady.

Those lips were haunting

reaching into my soul,

a magic of their own

filling a dark hole.

My mind went crazy

screaming I want more,

they melded with mine

as my spirit did soar.

Again and again

we kissed each other,

full gentle and loving

in the open without cover.

Gary R. Cramer

July 24, 2015