Pretty Girls

In my usual place

at the foot of your bed,

newly shaved legs

shiny and smooth.

Black mini pulled over my thighs.

I sit watching you,

I always love watching you get ready.

So glamerouse,

hair done just so.

Soft curls and a rainbow bret.

Thick red on the lips,

a party night.

I watch as you step into your stilettos,

wobbly at first.

You walk over and sit,

reaching for your box.

I wait, knowing.

All dressed up and nowhere to go.

You look at me

as if searching for something.

 

 

"we're pretty girls"

 

 

 

"yeah, we're pretty girls"

Reviews

[Aarontastic]

I like this, it feels spontaneous and chic. It's descriptive, but not overly adorned--I really get a vivid picture in my mind of two sexy girls. Also, I love the way you ended the poem:

"You look at me

as if searching for something.

"we're pretty girls"

"yeah, we're pretty girls"

It perfectly catches one of those moments where two people are sharing the exact same thoughts.

[Muse]

I had to read this quick before leaving home for work. The title alone drew me in. Seductive...evil...clever.... and full of flirting. This poem is very sensual. And you did a great job with your descriptive observations.....shaved legs shiny and smooooooooooth. :D

It was clean...but still felt naughty. Nicely done.

Muse

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the description and detail of this poem. Getting prepared for a night with no place to go. I like the surprise ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Aarontastic]

I like this, it feels spontaneous and chic. It's descriptive, but not overly adorned--I really get a vivid picture in my mind of two sexy girls. Also, I love the way you ended the poem:

"You look at me

as if searching for something.

"we're pretty girls"

"yeah, we're pretty girls"

It perfectly catches one of those moments where two people are sharing the exact same thoughts.