The Color Of Desire

i remember that dress

red;

cherry bomb on top of glazed cake.

glowing skin; g&t in one hand

i remember what i said; she turned

i blushed; i was falling for her

statue-like with a throbbing chest

lost in words; ruthless game

'burning love' playing on

she said yes

her waist tasted like everything i hoped

hot summer night; 

watermelon melting in my mouth

her hips talked about rodeos;

i wanted to be her stud.

a decade passed by

my rpm's still on hype; flamin' at 109

a week's dance will forever last.