DICK’S DESIRE Dick's eyes-Soft, cold, and blue-Meet Devonshire's-Dark, sexy, and yearning. Turning away-Dick grabs two packets of sugar-While Devonshire's eyes-Are still upon him-Pondering his every move. Is Dick a playboy, A ladies' man, A men' man, Or a killer? Does his sex long for, Something hard-Or something soft? Does he need cream in his coffee-The screaming splash of a man, Or the sweet flow of a woman? Finishing up at the bar-Dick turns to leave-Meets Devonshire's gaze again-Hot, thirsty, and longing-But full of trepidation. Following the flow of etiquette-Dick shoots out of the café, Past Devonshire, And into a world of dashed hopes, And regrets. But Devonshire-No longer of two worlds-Rises in pursuit-Goes after Dick, And taps him on the shoulder. Dick gives a turn, Raises his shoulders, And smiles with interest-Taking Devonshire's hand, And asking his name. Devonshire answers-Desire. Dick invites Devonshire to dinner, Where he eats everything, Swallowing Dick's life stories, And devouring his misgivings. For dessert, Devonshire takes Dick home, Into his bed, Against his flesh, And gives Dick all of him-His deepest desires, The love in his eyes, And the fire in his soul.

Uninhibited From Lust To Love