"Fortune"

                  
               
Chinese take-out, fresh and hot, always a hit
No matter the mood, places your tastebuds on a pleasure trip
         
Mild, spicy, warm, sweet, savory and delicate
She wants variety, calls a man to share soup, most pleasing to the palate
       
I answer, agree to the menu, we meet at my place
Fortune cookies opened, "You will conquer all you face"

Never one to believe in luck or chance
It is time for slow music, I offer my hand, we dance

Holding her tight, kissing her neck and ear
Softly growling, 'I know what you want, the signals are clear'

My hand, under her short dress, brushes soft buns
Satin floss obeys gravity, she steps through, knowing what will come

Kneeling, my face covered with more than just her skirt
I feast, devour, savor while squeezing pointers at full alert

She soon shivers, empowering, satisfying both her and I
A brief intermission, then she drops, I stand and cannot deny

Her appetite to reciprocate is immediately known
For it is much more than my mind which is thoroughly blown

Amazing, how one call to enjoy a meal can be so lubricious
It is vital to explore opportunities, be consistent, never capricious
       
         
*June 28, 2014*