Last Night

She was dancing in front of me

Up above my shoulders

On the table before me

Scattered with wine and glitter dust

Her tight white pants

Snugged her clean shaven legs

She grinded her waist

Before my blue eyes

She moaned all night

Sexy she was

I couldn’t help

But get harder and harder

I noticed her daisy flowers

Her breasts bare underneath

With the music playing

And the warm candles burning

She leaned into me

On her 57th street flat

We kissed and dove

And I was joined with Romeo

Embraced and kissed

Feel of a thigh

My fingers glided up and down

Around her navel and in her hair

Bodies pressed against each other

Her nipples stiff in my mouth

I lead her to the bed

Cascaded in gold and ravishing cream

Until late hours of midmorning

After four bottles of wine

Devouring the sex

Until the next night

The silver was all over me now

She and I lay in the nude

With the breeze over us

Laying still watching her

I traced her contour with my finger

Around her insides as she slept

The morning sun penetrated the room

Now whitely lit with a taste of mint

I rise out of bed

With my imagination in place

Step to the sink and splash my face with water

And I awake once more from my dream

© 1999 David Greg Harth

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New York City