A Sweet Night of Passion

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    A Sweet Night of Passion

    Your man walks in and finds this card
    That says there is an oufit laid out
    On the bed, put it on and meet me at
    Times Square in about an hour in a half.
    He drives up in his blue mustang
    Steps out of the car with all white on
    Walks in the building and the doorman
    Gives him a key to room 215 on the second floor.
    He opens the door and see's candles
    And a table set for 2 in the middle of the floor,
    The waitress leads him to the table and
    Pours him a glass of white wine,
    On the table sits strawberries dip
    Off in a bowl of chocolate with whip cream to top it off.
    I walked out with my dress on
    Holding a red rose and a gift box,
    That says happy 4th anniversary.
    Sitting there filling him up with all of my jucies
    Leading him to the bathroom,
    Where there's a tub full of hot water
    Rubbing him down while feeding him
    Grapes out of my mouth.
    As we moan and groan to each other
    As we say I do while the night was slowly passing by.
    He pulls out a ring and place it on my hand
    Saying this is the best anniversary gift ever.
    Leading from the tub to the bed,
    While he fills me up all through the night
    Saying to myself this man knows
    Exactly what to do and how to do it.

    By: Latosha Renee Riley

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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