Seduction Of An Angel Poem by Phil Smith

There she stood five foot seven
Eyes blue or green I can't remember
Brown hair resting on her shoulders
The smile of smiles

Her name was Deborah
She spoke with an accent
It melted my heart
So cultured so classy

I was falling in love
She had to be mine
Roses and chocolates
Seduction by candlelight

Picked her up in a limo
Table for two on the beach
Waiter and chef standing by
Sun sinking into a red sunset

The food must have been good
I was busy swimming in her eyes
Suddenly soft music
I asked her to dance

We danced forever
She fitted perfectly in my arms
I must have you she whispered
With the sweetness of an angel

I lowered her to the sand
We slowly disrobed
My tongue investigating
She moaned with delight

We woke the next morning
Still on the beach
She left for Peking
I never saw her again