will
hint at what she wants.
that
smile,
the lit candles and
opened
bottle of wine.
that wicked come
hither look
when you arrive home.
a dab
of perfume
upon her neck,
red lipstick striped
across
her parted lips.
a kiss to your ear
as she opens
the door,
dressed in
a long fur coat
with nothing
on beneath it.
the impossible to wear
high heels
clicking on the floor,
heading to the stairs,
with her hand
in yours.
all subtle hints
at what's
on her mind.
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