
This morning
I found a pretty purple note
Tucked inside the pocket
Of my leather jacket
My eyebrow lifted in a puzzled quirk
I pulled out the pretty purple note
Curious to ferret out its secrets
The lingering scent on papery surface
Tracks ticklish footprints across my nose
I unfolded the pretty purple note
With nary a quake of my hand
The corners of my mouth twitch into a smile
As subtle images pertaining
To a night of naked shared passion flash by
Our kisses shy at first then tenacious
Our soft whispers morphed into raucous moans
Heralding the quakes of shared orgasmic release
I read the handwriting
On the pretty purple note
All shreds of doubt eliminated
“Can I see you again?
Love, Your Kitten”
Collar of my leather jacket
Pulled up against the wind
Ribbons of sunlight
Reflecting off silver jacket buttons
I tuck the pretty purple note
Inside next to my heart
I’d already decided
I’ll see her again…
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