Limerick Poem: Trembles and thrills- for contest
To ourselves alone both had the place
and we dropped to our knees face to face
so close our breath mingled
our nerves and skin tingled
no credit card would fit through the space

her eyes wide in anticipation
her chest heaved with such expectation
a look pleading, needy
my face just plain greedy
hand thrust down with no hesitation

layers torn off I fell back and stared
for this I had been quite unprepared
with reckless abandon
she just left my hand on
as the moment passed by that we shared

oh so gently her weight did she shift
leaning backwards to let my hand lift
as I fizzed from the thrill 
of the new hammer drill
she bought me Christmas day as a gift.

November 5th, 2015