Addressing A Temptress.

Addressing A Temptress.

 

 

Though her

 

succulent flesh

simmers desires

in the space

between

his jean pockets

offering very

tight quarters,

a divorce decree

would bind far more.

 

What makes it hard

 

is that only a little

 

 

over six inches

 

separates him

 

from bliss and guilt

 

as she winks and

 

crooks her finger

 

shaking her keys at him

 

inviting sweet congress

 

of the flesh.

 

 

He orders a shot

 

of wild turkey

 

and gets control

 

over becoming one,

 

then nods to her

 

with a sad smile,

 

as he exits the bar.

 

 

Twenty minutes later,

 

a 24 kt. gold ring

 

dissappears into

 

the pocket of

 

a 33 yr. old

 

disgruntled husband,

 

four stools away

 

 

as the temptress

 

claims her prize.

 

©-MFB III