Imagine
Imagine
That woman you saw walking across the room.
Imagine her naked, tied to a bed.
But that comes later.
Imagine her turning her head and smiling your way. Her eyes indescribable.
And yes, she smiled at you.
Imagine
She walks your way and accepts your offer of a drink. Now you find out she has
a mind and conversation flows.
Imagine your tongue doesn�t tie itself in knots and you converse freely with this woman.
She has you spell bound and entranced and asks for your number.
Imagine the first date�
A drink at the pub, dinner out, then a walk on the beach.
Imagine you both prolonging the anticipation of what you both know is coming.
Short drive back to her place and after you climb the stairs and enter her apartment.
A drink offered a cigarette shared.
Imagine she takes your mouth and kisses soft yet firm, a taste of what is to come.
She holds your shoulders and kisses your neck, leads you to her bedroom and
pushes you to the bed. Removes your clothes and drinks you in.
Imagine you remember her uttering a phrase�
�I�m going to enjoy this body�
Imagine
A high from which you don�t want to come down from. A struggle to remove her clothing.
Imagine returning the favour, savouring the flavour, remembering the scent.
Recording the vision for future rememberings.
Imagine her naked and tied to the bed�
But that comes later still
Imagine
