Love Poem: Dinner Invite
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Written by: Susan O'Reilly

Dinner Invite

Just a brush of your hand 
sends my pulse racing
a blush on my cheek
imagining where it could be tracing

Torture being so close
and not being able to kiss you
feelings of remorse
inviting a visitor or two

Wanting you so much
unable to hold you in my arms
avoiding the slightest touch
because I can't resist your charms

Bound to you, body, heart and soul
never knew such passion
my desire I'm trying to control
as the potatoes I'm mashing

Dinner is finally served
I'm going to be dessert
acting all shy and reserved
hard, when you want to flirt