His Shirt

With humble beauty and grace

she sauntered in the room

draped in his white collared shirt

and long string of pearls

sexy grin of here I am

sneaking across her face

his desire burned

thoughts of her naked skin

touching his clothing

twisted his mind

and tied his tongue

breath escaped him

heartbeats pounded

her touch on his flushed cheek

undid every nerve

he pulled her

onto his lap

feeling keenly alive

in the presence

of a woman who wanted him

and only him

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©MidwestFantasy

November 2018

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