
“Here’s a poem for you and I have enclosed a kiss and photo of me in case you forgot who I am…
I could photograph at party and post if you would like. Will call u in a week . Tara”
POEM DU JOUR
By Tara Valentina
He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone .He approached me soundlessly, from behind… and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear
“Just relax.”
Without warning, he reached down … and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles…
gently probing, and moving upward along my calves… slowly but steadily
My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid…
But somehow I didn’t care… His touch was so experienced, so sure…
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes…
My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage…
..And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply… Probing, searching… knowing what he wanted… he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine …
Although I knew nothing about this man…
I felt oddly trusting and expectant.
This is a man, I thought… A man used to taking charge… A man not used to taking `no’ for an answer…
A man who would tell me what he wanted…
A man who would look into my soul and say …
“Okay, ma’am,” said a voice.
“All done. You can board your flight now.”
(Poem du Jour by Tara Valentina. All rights reserved)
What a drop from sublime rapture. I’m laughing so hard – excuse me I have to go to the bathroom…
TARA!!!!!!!!!!!! This is GENIUS! Pure and simple greatness. I’m voting for you but please don’t tell Granny – she’ll get all pissy.
P.S. – I think I had the same guy OR his boyfriend check me when we were clearing customs in Vancouver last year……. (I started to put a penny in my pocket and go back and get in line) again…..
Congratulations and BRAVO for you and this incredible funny story.
I absolutely loved this. Short, sweet. and of course it’s titillating (Thorn is NOT allowed to respond) which throws you at the end when you realize the lack of intimacy in the intimate touch. Well played!
but….but…
This was incredible!!!!! Snookered me til the very last sentence… You are good Tara, really good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tara,
I’ll just have to ditto Clark! He said it all about your writing, which said it all!
Blessings, pd
I’m trying to get to the airport right now!