The older man

by.anonymous

A simple glance or a too long look.

You catch my attention and then have me hooked.

A harmless flirt,

a pointless conversation.

I ask your plans and you ask mine.

I say I’m going home to a large glass of wine.

 

You brush a crumb off of my shirt,

your fingers linger begging to touch.

In those few seconds my thoughts are racing,

I can imagine your fingers tracing,

every inch of my body.

 

I long for your touch,

I long for your kiss,

I long for our forbidden romance.

  • Author: by.anonymous (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 20th, 2021 12:48
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 23
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  • L. B. Mek

    wonderful, really smooth flow in your wording
    thanks for sharing

    • by.anonymous

      Thank you. I really appreciate that



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