ORIGINAL POEM IT ALL STARTED WITH A DRINK

It All Started With A Drink by Kenny Davis

I saw her at the bar
I got to buy her a drink
Just what was the name
Of this woman in pink

As I leaned in smooth
And handed her glass
She said, “No thank you, Sir.”
“That’s ok. I’ll pass.”

Shot down by beauty
Ego bruised for a while
Then I saw her turn, look
And flash me a smile

Her diamond-colored eyes
A gentle glance
I had to invite this woman
To the floor for a dance

Lost track of time
That before the club closed
She slipped me a sheet of paper
Her number, I suppose?

Oops! I was wrong.
Folded inside was a key
And the address to her hotel
Room 103

Next thing I knew
I jumped in my car
I had accepted the invitation
And left from that bar

Speeding through the lanes
Avoiding the law
Anticipating the encounter, “Oh yeah!”
I was going to give it to her raw

I arrived at the room
After I walked through the door
I noticed all the candles burning
And rose petals on the floor
It was painfully clear
What she had on her mind
She was looking to hook up
And I was happy to oblige

With her in my arms
My hands on her hips
I couldn’t help wanting
To kiss those soft-looking lips

The look in her eyes
My arms around her waste
I have waited no longer
As she gave me a taste

The slight taste of strawberries
Settled on my lips
As we both leaned in
And shared in a kiss

I moved down lower
Kissing her neck
The way I caressed her body
She knew what to expect

Slowly and gently
My lips moved down to her chest
My tongue softly massaging
The milky tips of her breasts

Then from there, one thing
Led to another
Wrapped up in her arms
As we embraced each other

My hands on her skin
And then slowly down her back
I stroked her spine gently
To see how she would react

We made our way to the bed
Our clothes flew off
She pushed me on the sheet
The way they felt on my skin, oh so soft


She continued to undress
Then danced and taunted
Teasing me with her curves
She knew just what I wanted

Next thing you know
We’re both ravaged in lust
Temperatures rising
“Wow! What a rush!”

From the bed to the couch
From there to the floor
Even after all of that
She just wanted me more

Strawberries, chocolate
Even whipped cream
She had added bananas
I was her human sundae, it would seem

In my mind, “What is this?”
“I didn’t even know her name.”
But I have only myself
And the alcohol to blame

This girl was an animal
I was so out of breath
She wanted to go again
Not sure if I had anything left

We had slowed down
And cuddled a while
Nothing could wipe away
Her satisfied smile

An unforgettable night
Of passion and to think
All of it began, all of it
Started with a drink
© August 2010 k.davis