Poem...The Red Dress

Her Dress so very red waved about! A Cape! Ah! She the Matador and I... Her Bull! Animal instinct of arousal. The Onlookers did engage Our Fight! That Dress so very red revealing Legs! Black shoes high with heel! Calves taut, muscled! Oh...”Abandon Ye!” “Toro!” screamed the Crowd! “Toro!” Her Dress so very red velvety a Cloak. Our Legs entwined with sweat, oils from skin. Her Busom pressed into my Chest. My Shirt exposes the Skin of a Man obsessed! That Dress so very red revealing Woman. My Hand upon Her buttock I squeeze! Tight, Wet, Supple! Toro now Beast engorged... Her Dress so very red captivating, undulating. Our Dance. The Night. The Crowd. Music stops. All stare in awe. While We kiss. Love the Dress so very red! ~~~the Tropical Gypsy~~~