Monday, March 30, 2009

Phone Call










by Nikki Quismondo

His voice, a seductive distinction,
Inflections of various appetites, well-framed
he included me, in a sort of vaudeville design,
I sat there blushing in wild smiles,
Our plans would include dinner-he’ll cook
Something like a Greek salad, wild salmon, glazed in dijon...
A couple of glasses of cabernet.. Maybe a chardonnay?
we sorted out the other details,
Like massaging lubricants- cocoa butter or warm vanilla?
and which music to listen to... Sting? Jethro Tull…
We could watch a movie- wagering between classic horror/romantic comedy…
It will happen on Friday night-
until then, our thoughts will transpire into spicy flavors,
And bitten apples to play around with....

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