Velvet

Blue velvet cape
for Halloween night
with white grease-paint and fangs
the mood might be right.
A little anonymous doings undercover
take you beneath my cloak
and make you my lover
Two shirts hang together,
of velvet, red and black,
made to show cleavage to perfection.
One with a keyhole and
one cut down so low
every time they're on I'd grow an erection

if I were a man.
I look down my own shirt and damn--
they don't know what they're missing.

Nothing I own plays hide-and seek more
than a lush purple velvet robe
with cutouts galore
but just little bits
that show the specks of skin
to tempt the eye and draw the mind
to the scent of sin.

Under all these
their wearer must wear
a black velvet bra
over skin so fair.
It binds just right
so silky but sturdy;
Rubs my breasts to hardness
and I feel a little dirty.

It makes me weak;
velvet makes me tweak.
Now, if there were just more than clothes for skin kissing...

Pam Ehli/2002


Since 1-27-03

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