Wet Cafe

Poem by: Natalia Rondon

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have you ever had a cup of coffee at your usual coffee shop and ended up having an out of the ordinary experience?

Your pupils dilate at the site of what you are witnessing.

Follow her hands in that trail of oblivion.

Tease yourself with the fantasy of their landing.

Now follow that drop of sweat running down her chest.

Will it catch up to the speed of her hands?

Will it make her feel what her fingertips cannot?

It's only you and her.

You mimic her.

Find pleasure in your encounter.

You are almost there.

So is she.

Finally, that drop finds its course.

She felt it, you know she did.

So did you.

The arousal has become obscene.

She is approaching you.

How did this happen?

You are back where you started, at the café down the street, ordering your usual latte.

Submitted: March 06, 2008

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melanielegge

i like it!

Thu, July 23rd, 2009 2:04pm

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Thanks love

Thu, July 23rd, 2009 9:31am

DampKitten

Now, this is really really good. The imagery is totally fab and I'm enamoured with your eye for the most minimal details, how you concentrate on the typically ignored...how you make such an issue of the mundane until it explodes off the page like an unexpected literary landmine. You create eroticism rather than simply recite it. You see the unseen and magnify it greater than life.

Fri, October 1st, 2021 4:37am

Spyguy

I cannot compare, in my review of this piece, to the comment ofDampKitten, but I CAN truthfully agree with her! You are a good writer my friend!

Tue, August 2nd, 2022 6:00am