Marika Ripke

Words roll languidly-
Seductively even-
off of his full lips
like a fine silk robe sliding down virgin skin.
His animated baritone musings commanding
full attention.
Broad shoulders slung back,
he saunters confidently across the lawn,
Back arching and dark muscles flexing as
he carefully selects a mango from the blossoming tree.
His every fluid move-
a delicious,
engaging
performance.