The soul has much to say
Ethereal woman...
Dinner date and
I'm right on time
About to discover
the benefits of punctuality
In the air
a hint of Lilac
My mouth begins
...to water
"Lipstick, shoes
and I'll be ready" she says
Boyish curiosity
gets the better of me
Peeking around the corner
Inconceivable vision
Standing on her toes
applying a shade of crimson
...delectable lips
Elegance personified
Lavender dress cascading
just above her knee
Her body reminds me
of the Scottish Highlands
Strong, firm...lush
Valleys of perfection
My fear of being
caught dissipates
The allure of her
ravenesque crown
Olive colored flesh
too beautiful to touch
Her shoulders defy
my imagination
Her neckline almost swanlike
This is the same woman
...I scaled a mountain with
Sitting in a chair
legs exquisitely crossed
Carefully putting on her shoes
and taking a deep breath
She yells, "I'm ready"
My frame fills her doorway
Silence becomes her
Before she asks
I let her know
"I've been standing here...long enough"
For the first time in my life
contemplating a kiss
...while in the act of one
Hesitation, reservation
The sweetness of her breath
She's so close, now
Soft collision
My hands upon her waist
her arms around my neck
Looking for a storm within
her brown portals
Seeing only the tranquility
of Sunday morning
Feeling that refreshing
breeze of "the first time"
I've opened the door
She has stepped through
...my ethereal woman
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Ethereal woman...
Ethereal woman...
