Ponderings from Beaufort St – 8th May 2013
I confess to an affair.
My regular partner is reliable and strong
Though at times he is acidic in tone
But she, she was alluring.
I didn’t mean to betray but
I’d noticed her before
Half hidden, shy demure
Her eyes dark, smoky, inky deep
Her skin, porcelain white
Her figure round and firm
A figure inviting to be held
And cupped in loving tenderness
Her sweet perfume
Heady with sensual allure
Though I tried to remain faithful
I’d thought of her to long
That fateful day
We met
I gazed into her smoky eyes
And raised her to my lips
Dam, that’s good coffee!
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I have my regular coffee haunt but walking to work I noticed a new coffee place and immediately felt the ‘temptation’ to try their coffee and miss my usual haunt. Hence the poem.
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Wow, thank you Vashti, I really appreciate that. Will definitely head over to your blog. Thanks again and have a wonderful day
I love the sensual imagery you put in the post. And the twist at the end made me laugh. I understand the coffeehouse temptation. My girlfriend would probably be offended if she found out I've been frequenting Starbucks instead of our usual Barny's. Awesome Job
Thanks Peter, 🙂 Trust things are going well for you. David