By mEg
Date: 18 October 1999

robert

a hot tub
and scotch
cigars
in virginia highlands 
after
beers and darts all night in a classic
buckhead bar

he's not my type
but i'm the friendly sort

dimples that heat me up
and a smile that says sex 
and sin
and isn't that what we both want?

over hot bubbling water and
cold bass ales
that's what we said with hands
and eyes and smiles.....

and later
on a small couch 
at 7am
I'm still thinking
he's not my type
but I'll leave my panties
on the floor.... as I pull
my hair through his braves
cap

and pat his ass on my way
to the taxi he called for me
never asking a number
don't care about a last name

he's not my type
but he was a great fit
a great memory
and I needed it

thanks, robert