Sunday, November 28, 2010

Temptations

And there she sat across the counter,
Alone, looking cold and yet smoking hot.
I looked, trying hard not to stare,
Her touch I so clearly sought.

Those curves looked enticing,
Shimmering was her skin under the light.
a hint of milky white with a touch of brown,
Trust me, there was no better sight.

I walked across the room, eyes transfixed,
I felt my palms sweat and my fingers tremble;
As I picked up my spoon and tasted the sauce,
Damn you hot chocolate sundae on the desert table.


- Pranay Rao

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