You caught my eye that first day
the hand and the looks drove me wild
I tried not to look when you would smile
until the drink, the love affair...

Your hand would brush my hair away
touch my lips with a soft touch
telling me I was beautiful, lets love just this once
not being able to tell you no...

As I drank my martini, your hand touch my leg
my eyes got wide, and my heart skipped a beat
and there you were so close to my lips,
with your hands pulling me up
lets go get a room, you would say....

My new black dress felt so good,
my bond hair hung to my waist
my blue eyes shone with delight
but the room, and your look of hidden desires
and the lost of self....No, I just can't..

I want more...

Debbie Brooks 2014