Standing in the Doorway
by Dante L. Miller

Standing in the hallway
waiting
watching
she opens the door
and I rush in
painting her face with sparkling white kisses.

She wraps her arms around me
smiling
smoldering
and my head spins
as her sweet smell
swirls seductively through my veins.

Pinned against the wall
panting
pressing
I slide my hand
up her pale, smooth thigh
and the weary world disappears.