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He always said 'Yes'

 

A button undone revealed more than a book

The preface, a chapter, wrapped up in one look

A heated page turner, no words need be said

Save perhaps 'Drop dead gorgeous,' a hidden subtext

 

She played him with ease like a fish on a line

Slow, but still needy, one treat at a time

Did he know of her wiles, her aim or her guess?

Oh, I think that he did, for he always said 'Yes'

 

He waited and waited as gentlemen do

As button by button the nearer she drew

This page it might end here if not for the fact

That love is a virtue, what you give you get back

 

One night when the moon rose late in the sky

She gave in completely, no need to ask why

Tired of a snail's pace, weary of wait

She fumbled a button and tore more than eight

 

©Joseph G Dawson
20/12/2016

 





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