Untied

When she lets her hair down

I can't speak

All I can do

is watch as it falls

heady and the world moves slowly

I catch my breath

and feel both

disappointed that

it hides her neck and shoulders

and awestruck as if a flower

grew of its own accord

in my direction

I wonder what her eyes say

then I forget

and just memorize

I stare at her lips

and I wonder again

if she is sexual

There is far too much

space between us

She should move to my lap

kiss me between words

ramble as my lips

feel the softness of her neck

as I breathe in her fragrance

burn with her fire

I am not a gentleman

I want her too much for chivalry

come here

let your body talk to me