because a fire was in my head
for I knew hazel would
offer me a welcomed bed
She invites me in demurely, beautiful in her velvet robe, which she wears stunningly, stroking it with delicate fingers of soft silken hands.
I’ve watched her linger, gliding into it, embracing it to her breasts, and wrapping it ’round her slender shoulders. I’ve seen her tingle with excitement, surrendering to its touch.
Oh would this night I were that velvet, that drapes her lilting essence, falls in graceful folds, fondling her lithe form, as she ascends the stairs. The lush fiber rises on her breasts, with each soft subtle sigh, caressing her enticingly. This sunset evening it keeps her perfect body warm.
that fires my swooning head
but this night
no — just a bed
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I’m not sure whether she’s a dream or real, but she certainly brings great joy to the writer. I like to think she’s a fantasy now but was real once upon a time….
Nicely done!
Thanks Lisa… 🙂
Sensually done, Rob. Hot. Sorry for the empty bed, though.
Thank you Ron… 🙂 …oh well, can’t win every heart {{{{SIGH}}}}
Hazel has all the right moves, and I imagine the persona does too. That “Lady in Red” song is one of my faves and goes perfectly with the imagery in your story.
Good song! Hazel is a siren goddess…!
Yet another beautiful sensual tale, Rob. You write them SO well!
Thank you Bev! I love the beauty of love…
Sizzling prose. Oh that Hazel, a taste of honey leaving fire in your belly and lead in your pencil, brother. Your erotic prose is always so classy and smooth. You only mention breasts twice but that’s what I’m fixated on.
…that’s because they come in pairs brother… 🙂 Thank you Glenn.
Well, now, that hardly seems fair, Rob!
Life just isn’t fair David.
Sizzling indeed, Rob! I love the way you used the prompt lines as a prologue and unwrapped Hazel with your well-wrought words.
Thank you Kim.
Sensuality at its finest. I guess you guys would linger on the breasts, like the velvet. I decline to pass judgement, as it’s all in the name of art!
Actually, for my taste in a mate Ingrid, — I like an intelligent, strong, confident, athletic woman… who is coordinated, fast, slender, nimble, and mildly buff. Other than her eyes, I am much more fascinated watching a woman walking away, than walking toward me. A deeper voice lights my fire. Wait, I have just described my wife… 🙂
Hazel is perfection … this prosery is perfection … I was the lady in red for one night, dancing cheek to cheek ~ the music, the memory still in my head.
Thank you Helen! Sounds like a wonderful night… 🙂
Love takes many forms. This one is quite vivid!
Thank you Kerfe! I am strongly visual, that’s why I love creating my 3D mixed-media art. My writing tends to be visual as well.
I love how you focus on the robe… it makes total sense to me, though it feels it’s an adoration that is best enjoyed from a distance.
Perhaps draped over the chair next to the bed… oh so naughty!
This is incredibly sensual, Rob! Love where the prompt took you 🙂
Thank you Sanaa… 🙂 I love love, and the beauty of women — both very inspiring!
What a sensual tale, Rob! That robe!
She seems like his unobtainable goddess–to be worshipped from afar, or someone he’s imagined.
Thank you Merril! Probably both — but I think she might like him? 🙂
A great story Rob. I love the vivid images you portray!
Thank you Dwight… 🙂