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360

He walked by…..
I stopped….
Did a 360…..
Thought ..Damn!
This man is hot


I don’t know if it was the pheromones
Or my hormones
But its got me
Trippin over my own thoughts

I stood there for a minute
Thinking how I’d like to let him in it

He turned back…
Did a 360…..
Saw me standing there

Shit!….I froze
I don’t know what to do
Thought about giving him the digits
And I wanted to kiss him too!

He walked closer
I started to sweat
Felt the commotion going on in my underpants

Then I saw his smile
The gleaming in his eyes

It was like this man was sending
Sound waves of shock up my thighs

My stomach did summersalts
My heart raced a bit
My body started to tremble
Damn!
Was he the shit!

He held out his hand
To offer his greeting
I tried to return the move
But I couldn’t…
I lost my grove

Hello… he smiled again
I felt like I was caught up in a whirlwind

Hello….I replied
Not knowing what else to do
I tried to play it off
Didn’t want to lose my cool

He said…Can I take this moment to get to know you?
Panic…then took me over
I felt like a stumbling fool

Can I take you for coffee or maybe a bite to eat
I’d love to chat with you
Come on
It’ll be my treat

Yes! I uttered
And lost all rational control
This man woke my sexual being
And aroused my very soul

We walked off in the distance
In hopes of a new beginning

And to think, it all started with a 360…..
A double take
To see this fine specimen of a man

Damn ………. I thought to myself
If I could
I’d do it all again!





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