Residual menthol.
Tastes like you
When I sip your drink.
So sensual.
How is it that the rum in this Bloody Mary
Tastes like you?
As he bangs his strings
And he fondles his keys.
She slaps her thigh
As she teases her mike.
Like your cocaine
I am ready to explode.
As these forces collide.
This satin against my skin.
Satin like your skin.
I am in another realm.
Her voice smooth like velvet.
She sings “I’m saving my love for you.”
This music begs for romance.