Poetry by Jeff Green


The Meeting

by cricketjeff on April 7, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

She looked around and saw him on his own
She knew that she would feel his arms tonight
And in her mind she heard the way she’d moan
So certain that this man would treat her right

He saw the way that she had noticed him
He looked and saw her perfect dreaming eyes
Her legs were long her body neat and trim
And in his mind he saw between her thighs

She took his arm and led him to the stairs
He kissed her on the lips and held her face
Her eager hands went searching for his wares
His hands soon found a warm and tender place

She welcomed him as he lay down behind
This wasn’t just a meeting of the mind