52. The Date night... another note

Ten Minutes late...


And there she arrived
In a chic black dress
Calming his tremors
She looked desirous
Black hair, bouffant bun
A strand caressing her lashes
Silver earpieces dancing down the ear
with every step she took
A volcano erupted within

And there he saved another note,

"Now
This is the moment, when I want to grab you by your waist, closer to me and kiss deep to your throat,
At the same time I don't want to calm those quivers, push it till it hits your head and melt into me at once."