Hello he said
turning the corner
smiling away from me
I returned his hello
with a smile, and questioned
what his smile would feel like
on my lips
I felt the smile tender
resting on my lips
in dozens of little kisses
With his country-boy coolness
I thought not of him
as a deep passionate kisser
I've been wanting a new fantasy
to occupy me
A new supple body
to tear me apart
The way his hands easily pushed his cart
he would not grab me
massage my skin and other places
the way I would want him to
He would carefully lie me down
I want to be tossed
He would slowly build me up
I want to be dominated
His dirty blonde hair was too short
It wouldn't fall out of place
into his eyes
and tangle with my long waves
His hello was too soft and meek
I want deep and gravelly, pounding
Dirty girl, I want to fuck you hard
Dirty girl, I want to fuck you so bad
No, it never crossed his mind
to talk dirty-sexy
He looked simple, but not sexy-simple
not sophisticated simple
I know he was not my fantasy
but I kept looking for him
since he turned that corner
wondering if he left the store
He was not my fantasy
but he was the first stranger
to smile so sweetly and say hello
That's the fantasy I've been waiting on
Originally published August 2007 - "One, Two, Orgy!"