In Anticipation of seeing you
I am careful wash with extra attention
Smoothing the rough spots elbows and knees
that you may wish to caress
I leave the shower clean, moist, smooth
ready for your touch.
I find the right clothes for this moment
that accentuate the roundness of my breasts and hips.
I gather my auburn hair atop my head
allowing a tendril or two to fall framing my face.
A little powder...
a spot of brown on the outside corner of each eye.
The light blue of my eyes are ready to sink into your
A stroke of color on my lips in there usual pout
and then I wait for you...
for my heart to live again.