“Black Velvet” playing on the radio
a sensual song
A voluptuous woman dressed in a revealing black velvet gown languishing on a red silk chaise lounge
Her lover beside her
his hands slide seductively along the dark fabric
each ripple is flattened by his palm
Moaning quietly she anticipates his touch
He straightens his hand
pressing deeply in the crevices of black
The touch is relentless and she stifles words she will regret
He knows this while his arm encircles her
lifting her back off the red
Bringing her to him, tightly
He feels the sensual fabric against his chest and smooths the skirt
Feeling his arms surround her, she gasps at his deep kiss.
The seduction almost complete as the song ends.
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I’d Rather Go Blind
The Bag Lady 
You convey the feeling of the different sensory details well.
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Thank you
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Oh, yeaahhhh. A smooth and wonderfully musical poem.
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Thank you
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Oh I remember that one…. long time since.
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Great music to go with a sensual poem. Good one!
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As passionate as “black velvet,” Cheryl.
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☺️
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