I might, if he asked me,
some warm and windy day
that brings dappled apple blossoms
and tangled locks of hair
to blow gently over his brow.
I might, if he asked me.

I might, if he queried,
with hushed voice and silent lip bite
inquiring like a shadow
in the corner of the eye
with swaying trees as cover
to hide behind should I say nay.
I might, if he asked me.

I might, if he requested,
subtle with his concentration
just a mere moment in contemplation
as he winds a stem around a finger
to make some wistful ring.
Just a little shiver.
I might, if he asked me.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

4 thoughts on “Engagement

  1. This one is out of the park! Just great how you are so subtle about it, never out-right saying anything in particular but hinting at … well, where can a boy’s mind go?! Great stuff! Brava!

  2. LOL my friend, I am hinting at way more than sexual gratification…but your take on it is…interesting…(grin)

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