Her Birthday Present
by cricketjeff on October 24, 2014. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
She feels a smile dance lightly on her lips
The moment that the clock begins to chime
Her flushing skin can sense his fingertips
Each sensual strike brings her towards his time
Another sound, his key scrapes in the lock
A chilly breeze before the door swings closed
She hopes he’ll soon recover from the shock
Of how he sees his chosen lover posed.
He strikes a match then sees by candlelight
The gift she’d chosen for their special day
Blindfolded, on her knees, her collar tight
A see-through robe that’s destined not to stay
The meal she’s cooked will surely have to wait
Now he has seen what’s served up on a plate
English