Who knows who? (Prose)


Skinny latte?
warm smile, hand raised

flat white decaf?
here he said
slight wink


feet tucked in, ankles crossed
just watchin’

grabs the sugar
he reaches ~ hands brush

head thrown back, warm smile
he’s smitten, she feels the vibe

conversation easy

wrapped around little finger

watches coffee cream
on balmed ruby lips
tongue smooths it gone

before he has the chance

he wants to sprawl
across the plate filled table
grab the back of her head
make intentions clear

ruby lips needn’t talk

she’s smitten, I can tell

©JTacken Jan 2014

and yes Latte’s and decaf not around In Mr. Dean’s time…ahh mores the pity

39 thoughts on “Who knows who? (Prose)

  1. Smokin’ picture of Dean, but then when have we seen one that wasn’t?
    It’s a little early in the morning for such ‘hot’ reading. Had to fan myself with the newspaper. My coffee doesn’t usually make me heat up like this. 😀

  2. oo la….i have those spontaneous feelings of just letting everything else be damned and get it all out on the table….its a fun game between lovers you know…or soon to be….

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