a night

             when i saw you open that door to me you just took my
             breath away, i could hardly contain myself you are the
             sexiest most desireable woman i have ever laid my eyes
             on. damn those reservations i told myself, but i know
             how much you have prepared for this moment, to go out
             with me, made up your hair, bought yourself a new
             outfit, god you neednt have i say to myself because
             you could have just worn your ordinary clothes and you
             would still look ravishing for me, because thats what
             you do to me. as i give you the roses you turn and put
             them in a vase, you are so sexy as you give me a
             glimpse of your back, the curves, damn those
             i sit down on the sofa and wait for you to come sit
             next to me, even for a second, i would love to kiss
             you and hold you tight, but i would had to be turned
             away because of the lipstick that i would smudge. you
             sit down bringing the wine, my god that perfume is
             driving me wild with want, i hope you dont notice the
             movement in my groin, its getting to be so uneasy now
             and i am sure you can see how uneasy i am feeling,
             damn i am acting just like a teenager.
             its time to go, and i really want to take you in my
             arms and spend the night in, dont want to share you
             with anyone, just feast my eyes on you, images run
             through my mind of us by the fireplace, with wine in
             our hands and talking, maybe when we get back. oh well
             it is time to go, i am helping you with your coat and
             you look like you have twisted your ankle, my god, it
             is my fault i should have not wished to be with you
             alone so badly, i will never forgive myself if
             something happens to you, you are feeling so much
             pain. how could i have been so selfish. i carry you to
             the sofa, it looks ok, but i cant be sure, i better
             not take any chances, i can see the dissapontment in
             your eyes, but there is nothing more for it, pammy, i
             will just have to make it up to you another time with
             the restaurant, i ...

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