I almost knew you......

I almost knew you......

A Poem by Muse

It's seven o'clock in the evening,  the sunset made fair
I was passing by when he waved me over to his porch
despite the random acquaintance he offers me to warm up a chair
then as an icebreaker he offers me a puff from his cigar
smiling now,
I carefully accept from the stranger that sat near, yet far
the first drag in I can taste the nicotine and his toothpaste
handing it back over, he once again deliberately inhales,
he seems to savor and appreciate the juices I placed
then I take a drink from his glass, leaving my lipstick behind
the air around us now mixed with his cologne and my flowery perfume,
with a soft breeze, our scent gets carried away with each puff of smoke
invested I am in the awkward yet casual conversation,
I feel his gaze start with my girlish lips,
down to the curve of my feminine breasts and hips
I feel his eyes undressing me with each word that he spoke
blushing now, I hint that I want another sip from his glass
he agrees, still laughing from the recent joke
my lips make it to the rim, nervous, the Merlot drips down my chin
I use my fingertips to gently wipe and lick it away
he's still watching me with a charming and handsome grin
boots begin tapping as he reclines and stretches back,
and after another flirting glance, we start conversing again,
my mind now tracing the lines that shape his masculine face
wondering how he might feel against my soft skin
hot and flustered by the vibration within
confused by the pulsating rush, I finally realized it was my phone,
 
a call from Sue...........
 
"Where are you?" she asked.
"We've been waiting!"
 
Both of us disappointed with reality
he gets up to shake my hand and say goodbye
sharing the cigar and Merlot I thought,
 
       I almost knew you......................
 

© 2014 Muse


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oh, hell yes! those almost encounters are the most fleeting and tormentative in retrospect.. what if.....? thing is though, i think that most of the time we are fortunate things ended where and when they did, after all, things always happen for a reason. or do they? provocative and relevant. very compelling write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Muse

12 Years Ago

thank you...I couldn't agree more.
quinfinn

12 Years Ago

welcome....



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This is great poetry. Excellent use of non-verbal communication for imagery. Captures the mystery of attraction, and the way it can so quickly be kindled. The pace moves the reader along effortlessly. I also love the interruption at the end. So true to life, and makes for a very compelling piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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The language is very suggestive with 'drips down my chin/fingertips/wipe/lick' all being erotically vivid.
The boots tapping, like the toothpaste earlier is a vivid dab.
And then she is on the edge of fantasy, wondering how he will feel. Ach, the vibration makes us wonder if her fantasy has got the better of her! And then the twist, the phone as reality shatters the fantasy. A brilliant tease from start to finish.

Posted 13 Years Ago


A masterly tease, laden with hot little triggers and fruity innuedos. There is an innocence about it, but we are left in no doubt that there is also a strong lustful intent in play.
The cigar cld not be a more phallic or devliishly sinfuo and sinful of symbols. We can tast the nicotine and -- a lovely stroke this -- the toothpaste.
The two instantly seem to be involved in a conspiracy of equals, with the the words 'handling' and 'deliberate' working well.
Things progress rapidly to 'savouring' and the word 'juices' is of course uber strong.
This dab is also very strong 'air around us now mixed.' It is as if the very air is already coupling, urging them on.
We feel his eyes working on her, but on this occasion the undressing of eyes is not unwelcome, quote the opposite, with her craving 'another sip' of his juice, sorry, Merlot.


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this write Muse. Feels very real and comforting. I love the story and the imagery. Excellent work..xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like this one. Very seductive, and yet I love how it ends because life never gives the storyline the proper burial it deserves.

Posted 13 Years Ago


The moments that escape us especially at those inconvenience times. They can be such a pain..

Posted 13 Years Ago


The scene really played out in my mind with your vivid descriptions... oh those almost moments in life. Nicely done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


There is that dancing tension of being.. that sweet moment in life that leaves one ever wondering, what if... Those moments smile us and haunt us, and yours quickens in the sensuality of sips and cigars.. and those staring glances that trace one like fingers. Brilliant...

Posted 13 Years Ago


the tension building was superb from the title - the word "almost" is a trigger for that - smooth flow all throughout - wonder full

Posted 13 Years Ago


nice

Posted 13 Years Ago



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