It was a night not to be forgotten
of forbidden passion
when my former English teacher
a lovely jungle bunny
willingly gave the luscious curves
of her hourglass figure
to little oh me during the summer
just before I went away
off to seek my future and fortune
within her kitchenette
the difference in our race and age
was all but forgotten
as she slipped down upon my lap
pulled off the silky gown
she wore to conceal the luscious
curves of her ripened body
upwards off over her lovely head
where for a moment
it waved in the cool conditioned air
like a flag of surrender
then onto the floor behind her back
her gown fluttered
where it lay out of the way and soon
to be utterly forgotten
in a colorful puddle of cottony fabric
Monday, September 21, 2009
On a Night Not Forgotten...Part I
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