Wednesday, January 20, 2010

tattoos, race car, mobile oil and book

he, in that oil-stained overall
works around his racing car
with single-minded passion
that defies everything

she sits in the shade with a book-
reading with absorption

when heat gets to him
the overall is off
sweat trickles down
highlighting his tattoos

she steals a glance-
watches the play of muscles

he feels it too-
measures that intensity
through his own flared feeling
teeters up from his work

her book drops, pages dog-ear
with baited breath, she waits for him

isn't it all so ideal-
her tattooed male smells of mobile oil,
sweat, and flared desire
she succumbing to it all

26 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Very passionate today. But will he fix your car?

ThomG said...

Steamy! I like the way this builds.

Andy Sewina said...

Phew, she is a cheap night out...

...if only it was all so easy, or am I missing out?

<3

b said...

Loved it!!

b

http://torristravels.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-word-wednesdaysouth-pacific.html

Percy Bisque Silley said...

Ugh... Phew...

Sweetest in the Gale said...

I could feel the heat...great read!

sarah said...

goodness, will someone please hand me a fan? ;-)

Crybbe666 said...

You had me with the race car, all the way through to the steamy, sexy ending. Very nice!!!

carolsnotebook said...

Sexy and can fix a car?

Loved it- very hot.

Percy Bisque Silley said...

I apologize for my previous brief comment, which might be taken for rude except that my life was in grave peril at the time and it was all I'd time to utter.

To elaborate: Lady, the smells in thy poem are not universally Cherished. And I would suppose the Churl's breath smelled of barley hops?

May I suggest leaving the Bronx to travel abroad where you would be sure to find Gentlmen more couth - that is, less uncouth - than those in your immediate vicinity.

Cheers,
Percy

Bill said...

Ideal? I'm not sure. But interesting, certainly.

Anonymous said...

@ Percy

:(, Creativity
Shrinks Your Stature
Simpleton Thoughts
Raise Your Ego

-Shiva

Uncouth oil stained overall said...

Dark gaze Piercing soul
Rouses dormant desires
Then starts forever

Jeeves said...

Interesting

Tumblewords: said...

Ah, the wonder of it all. Nice!

Larry said...

tell anthony yes I'm sure he'll fix my car, or at least get my motor running LOL.


manic Monday

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

This is a fun scene and I love how you put it into poetry.

Stan Ski said...

Just proves that beauty really is in the eye of the beholder.

Americanising Desi said...

it's all so ideal :D

Uncountable

Jay Thurston said...

This piece paints a vivid picture, great description of the scene and the passion as well!

Percy Bisque Silley said...

Anon and Uncouth: Do tell Gautami I said "Hi..."

Just someone said...

That was a great one..

each one better than the one before; you are amazing

Uncouth oil stained overall said...

I believe you already have...She speaks very highly of you turns out...

CJT said...

I loved this, very sensual and passionate.

Never Centered

Dee Martin said...

whew - fanning self now. Now I'm wondering, just what was she reading?

Scott Clawson said...

That's what I need! A race car! :-) Great read and good use of the 3WW, thanks for sharing it! :-)