In Fragrant Close Proximity
Irresistible to my touch and sight
your backside sweetly exposed
in the bare candlelight.
So easily tempted, I strategize!
Perhaps some stealthy surprise
is what I playfully surmise.
Sliding over quietly, I move ever so close.
Hopefully you’ll never suspect
and surely not suppose.
Soon I have you in my sights
and attempt to make my move.
Then you duck and dodge
and try your best to elude.
I wonder in what way
could you possibly disapprove!
My only regret is that I lacked a head start,
and took my sweet time to depart!
Happily, this memory will always be cherished,
so sentimental to nose and heart.
The fragrant scent of cherry blossoms
still fills the air.
As we roll on the bed in stitches
we are both fully aware,
that the startling sound that tooted forth
was from your derriere!
A note from Chris
I wrote this poem today in response to a very special prompt at d’Verse Poets Pub ~ Open Link Night ~ Week 45.
I kept hoping there would be a “humor” prompt coming soon ~ but I decided that the world could not wait any longer to enjoy my lighter side of romance!
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