Dress

Our secret moments in a crowded room

They've got no idea 

About me and you

All of the silence and patience 

Pining and anticipation 

I'm desperately waiting...

I only bought this dress

So you could take it off

 

The worst place to want someone is in church. 

I have a million dresses. 

A million styles. 

And 1 goal. 

I feel eyes on me. 

We stand there in silence. 

I sit trying not to look. 

He kneels with a strategic gaze. 

I pretend I don't know he's looking. 

Straight. 

At.

My. 

Body. 

His hungry eyes

Scan my lips.

I squirm trying to pray. 

Putting on an acting face. 

I'm innocent. 

Holy. 

But desperately

I want to run with him.

So he can peel off my dress.

Forces of attraction unite us.

Untie us. 

The rest

is only

A test. 

Time ticks away. 

Who will break? 

Author's Note

Reviews

[49k_jdys]

Great piece! It's forthright in a way that's often difficult to do. Keep writing!

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

Yes! A most outstanding write.
I really enjoyed this piece.
very awesome

[Coyote Poetry]

A outstanding poem. The words tempting and wonderful. You create situation and hungry thoughts. Made me smile this morning. Thank you Kathryn for sharing your amazing word and thoughts.
Coyote