Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2021
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Strip Poker in Vegas
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Pink satin sheets were my costume of a burlesque strip for him
Laying there with ample assets cradled beneath that light linen
You smiled as you walked in
I licked my lips and hoped you appreciated this little surprise I had planned for tonight
So casual you are with a chuckle and shrug of your shoulders to me
I pulled myself upward against the headboard
Outline of the form of not a sexy dancer was seen
I guess you could say I’m a bit fluffier type of seductive queen
But, then again, beauty is in the eye of those who wish to explore the unseen
I could have waited for you with nothing on but a smile
But, then I began to think that a little something more would be a more effective style
Eyelashes of gold give you a warm wink
As you nodded with happiness, I know exactly what you are beginning to think
Velocity isn’t the quality you seek
If it were, then this lady could have never gotten your eyes to peek
Man of a discerning agenda knows exactly what drives his engine to its’ point of fulfillment
Woman of distinction never needs to be the speedy Bugatti Veyron
Casino is open
Roulette wheel is spinning
Stripping fabric from flesh can be simple if it’s done for pleasure
Complexity comes when unveiling a more hidden treasure
My strip for you has been not one of frivolity and a carnal grin
I’ve always considered myself an earnest gem
Not the sparkling diamond I know I am not
But, I have been appreciative that my warm words have an ability to touch you in so many diverse spots
To capture your imagination is such a delicious delight
Our mambo of interaction has truly taken flight
Unveiling myself to you has placed my precious chips on the scales of arousal’s score
Sometimes in interactions, we all want more
Aces are high as I toss the sheet onto the floor
Pink cloud floats against hardwood floor
I sit here with legs folded atop each other and place my soft hands at a curly place
You gingerly climbed onto the edge of the bed
Now, I knew you’d be on a lusty roll
Because, you are always my ace in the hole
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by Ms. Scott, go here: https://tonywarderotica.com/a-h-scott-hymn-of-the-hummingbird/
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A.H. Scott’s book: A Missed Flight is available on Amazon!