Lyndsey Grant


Loveless Tryst’s

Poem by Lyndsey Grant

Sashaying around
Painted face
That hovers above spilling cleavage
A big girl
That carries herself
Oh so well
A twinkling eye
A devious smile
A flick of her locks
Send men in the flocks
Especially at the end of the night
A few drinks too many and she’s ready for any
Sign of affection they give
So confident is she
When wine flows like the sea
She’s learned to play this game to the tee
A lick of her lips
She gives him the hints
That this is a sure thing to be
She’s holding his hand
Pretending he is her man
If only for the sake of tonight
They fumble around
Fast sex on the ground
He’s cum and maybe so has she
He gets up to go
Affection no more
As he puts on his clothes
And walks out the door
A piece of her wanders out
With him


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 8, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 23, 2006