Adrian
my private serenade:
weeknight wonderful
while playing hooky from
accountability. Drinking
in dreadlocked dulcets--
full bodied and fine
sweet like sugar, he
whisper sings to me
while I ask for more
Cabernet. Brilliant
temptation with just
six strings and
five fingers
Does anyone remember my previous post about Adrian Bartholomew? The boy is trouble, but Irresistible (with a capital 'I'). I ran into him a few nights ago when I was with my book club...
9 comments:
Very flirtatious poem. Loved it!
I had to go back to your previous post and I chuckled: singing, dancing, and flirting. I've been told that locks have that kind of effect on people! LOL
And you wrote that poem (Bartholomew) after a cocktail? Fire, girl...skillz. :-)
@sage--Girl, I wrote that first poem after MANY cocktails. (And, if I remember correctly, a shot of tequila) Thanks for visiting!
Absolutely amazing! Love the brevity of your work, yet you're still saying a whole LOT! :-)
I'll be sure to check back.
Ciao!
You haven't looked at a man like that since...me!
@DanMega--I know, Darling. Can you ever forgive me?
are u finna cheat noooooooooooooooo
glad i found u folk
Ooooooooooo! You better stop! lol
Now some things just ain't right! I thought you digged me? I'll forgive you! :0)
Oh yeah, before I forget... I switched it up too!
Papa's got a brand new Bag!
www.intimateoutings.blogspot.com
Come see me!
Oh yeah, stop in at my original site, there's a complete explanation to why I've been missing in action!
Is there trouble in Daveland???
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