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head in hands
by Charlie Morganwe agreed to meet at 1:00ish;
i was early, always am.
she smiled, a knowing smile;
i returned with one, ready!
then she took my head, gently.
i relented, with bent back.
her palms were warm to the touch;
i sighed, accepted her caring hold.
Eve makes a man feel like a man;
leaving i nod, utter: 'see ya'
in a month i'll need another
trim.' 07/23/2009 Posted on 07/23/2009
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maude Curtis on 07/23/09 at 11:01 PM Charlie, you tease. You have the ability to make the simpleist thing erotic. Fun poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/24/09 at 03:13 AM Guugling giggling going on in DeSoto. Oh you devil you. The whop of meanings in that last word embarrass me that I would think such a thing. But then I think... it isn't beyond Charlie to give a little jolt to his unsuspecting readers. Fun read. .... now what was that about head? |
| Posted by Bruce W Niedt on 07/24/09 at 11:48 PM You sure it was Eve and not Delilah? LOL... I liked the twist at the end.... d:-) |
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