A Bod for Sin

Midnight blue
Looks good on you
Matching your eyes
Matching my sighs.

Looking so cute
In that Gucci suit
Strong and tall
I just want it all

The eyebrows raised
Makes me half-crazed
The full blown grin
Bod made for sin.

Why do I love you
What do you do
You're captivating
And so stimulating

I'm blown away
Night and day
Beautiful guy
Making me high.

Next Morning

Feathers there

In my hair

Body bare

Do I care?

Outfit tore

Feeling sore

Wanting more

I implore

Hard and cold

Broke the mold

Heart is sold

Making bold.

He is pissed

Don't desist

I insist

Wanna be kissed.

Now Im pissed

Wanna list?

Of being kissed

By you I've missed.

Now a smile

To beguile

Take a while

Kiss that smile.

We'll endeavour

Bond wont sever

Leaving never

Loving forever.

Waiting For April

Robert Thomas, what am I gonna do?

I'm afraid I'm sorta in love with you

Lookin' at me all sexy and hot

Makin' me wish for more than I got

April's so far, what's a girl to do?

Going outta my mind from missing you.

Robert Thomas I'm dreamin' of the day

“Water for Elephants” I'll say and pay

Sittin' down in a cocoon of black

Anticipatin' my pulse comin' back

The screen goes bright, the music soars

The circus is here, applause, applause.

Robert Thomas sadly I'm awaitin'

All this time till April I'm ahatin'

In Baton Rouge you're hidden away

No sight or sound all the long day

I gotta tell you I miss you hon

But I'll bide my time till April's come.

A Beautiful Man

The jawline so masculine, strong and bold

The delight of women since days of old

The soft supple lips, the long eyelashes

With just a gaze and your heartbeat crashes.

A wide forehead over darkened brows

Blue eyes sharing all that beauty allows

A broad nose to show that he has a flaw

Just accentuates his masculinity even more

Tall, broad shouldered, a touch of swagger

You catch your breath, your footsteps stagger

He smiles and angels beat their wings

Marvelling at the amazing sight he brings.

His voice like velvet, says your name

You melt at the sound, your heart's aflame

His fingers reach and caress your cheek

His soft breath murmers “no, don't speak”

His look of love holds you spellbound

Blinding you to all sight and sound

As his lips descend and find your own

Please don't wake up, you softly moan.

Heaven Sent

His smile tugs at my heartstrings

With a longing that never goes away

He smiles and just for a moment

I hold my breath and pray.

Is he from earthly origin

Or carved by angels above

Somehow I think it's the angels

Who made him out of love.

That perfect precision jawline

With two sparkling blue eyes

Soft lips waiting to be kissed

It's no wonder I idolise.

They added a sense of humour

With modesty thrown in

A huge amount of sex appeal

And just a touch of sin.

The angels looked and understood

They hatched a cunning plan

To help womanhood all over the world

They made this stunning man.

Now when the day is overcast

Or I'm getting some crap in my job

I just take a moment to stop and stare

At beautiful smiling Rob.

BECAUSE OF YOU

Rain lashed mornings make me reflective

pondering on the what if's and might have beens

where have all the years gone?

images dance round and round of past remembered scenes

raindrops trickle down the window

a slalom contest on who will reach the sill first

life has a way of racing ahead

the quest for knowledge a long never ending thirst

stormy days make me forlorn

the skies mirror my mood of gloom in black and grey

i rest my forehead against the glass

watching people scurry at the end of a busy day

maybe if i'd changed my path

somewhere along the road altered my point of view

would i still be here, wondering

would the thoughts inside my head still be of you?

I turn around and cast a glance

at the photograph i have of you beside my bed

your smiling face stares back at me

my downcast mood now barely hanging by a thread

a shaft of light pierces the gloom

the sun chasing the clouds from her domain

i lean back, arms folded in submission

when she shines, i cannot best her at this game.

I chuckle at my predicament

caught dead centre of two similar styles

the celestial glow from high in the sky

and the sunshine of your beautiful smile.

Joy bubbles up within me

impossible to keep my mood in downcast shades of grey

your eyes follow me as i stretch and grin

i know because of you, it'll always be another beautiful day.

Golden Globes 2011

The dying throes of the sun glinted off his sunglasses

Buttoning his jacket he stepped out of the car

In midnight blue tux that enhanced the colour of his eyes

He was without doubt the best dressed man by far.

He strode out onto the red carpet, Dean close by his side

The flash of cameras lighting his dark red hair

He stood tall, slim and elegant, a sexy smile upon his face

The fans with a collective sigh could only stop and stare.

Stopping at intervals to answer interviewers questions

Always charming with that kilowatt smile

He moved with grace, flair and an effortless ease

Standing out with his exquisite style.

At last standing next to Olivia in her princess gown

He delivered his lines with confidence and panache

His duties done, he quietly left the awards

To attend the grand after party bash

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I watched all this happen from my living room chair

I watched with my heart full of pride

Never had he looked more stunning and hot

And my grin was a mile wide.

Why is it?

Why is it somedays when I think I'm okay

I look at Rob and my world starts to sway

I'm a grown woman I state, I know the score

But just one glimpse leaves me wanting more.

I watch him laughing, his mouth open wide

And I yearn to be with him, along for the ride

Why do I feel, this longing, this need?

A quite unfathomable question indeed.

Is it his eyes, blue/grey like the sea

Or his exquisite jawline that wont let me be?

His soft full lips hold an inviting allure

Rending every waking moment impure.

Maybe it's his hands, his fingers so long

That holds my attention, pulse beating strong

Or his broad manly chest covered in hair

Can stop me stone dead in my tracks and stare.

His sense of humour, so zany and free

Is exactly the way I love him to be

His smile that can melt the coldest of hearts

Brings a glow to his face like a work of art.

I can say with conviction it's the sexy stare

When joined by a smirk drives me to despair

I could ask all these questions till I'm 109

But he's just Rob and I wish he were mine.

Then I realise my answers are there, plain to see

They vividly describe what Rob means to me

But most of all I love what Rob cannot hide

The beautiful soul he holds deep inside.

His Kiss

His kiss would be soft

And extremely erotic

His kiss would arouse

Set me off like a rocket

His lips on my mouth

His tongue slipping in

I would groan out loud

My thoughts turned to sin

His kiss would be sensual

He would take the lead

Plundering my mouth

With a frenzied need

His kiss would undo me

I could never resist

To be in Rob's arms

Being thoroughly kissed

Best Dressed List 2011

The way you stare holding the camera's gaze
Never ceases to mesmerise, shock and amaze
Your eyes, deepset under darkened brows
Never fails to ignite, exhilarate and arouse.

Your expression can change from sexy to sad
Your body language is fluent in "hot and bad"
With just a look all sane thoughts are lost
Except "I want you whatever the cost."

The grey suit fits like a second skin
Clinging and moulding your body within
Thumbs hooking the buckle at your waist
There's no way my thoughts can remain chaste.

You remain on The Best Dressed List once more
You think it's amusing; what for? you implore
But Rob, you don't see yourself as we all do
One sexy hot man, who's beautiful inside too.

New Years Eve 2010

He felt her breath against his cheek
The very thought made him go weak
He turned to listen what she had to say
And caressed her lips along the way.

New Year Eve, they were pressed up close
But he was with the one he loved the most
When midnight struck he gazed at her face
And lost all sense of time and space.

The start of a new year and of a new day
Together they'd face it, come what may
Because whatever their fates had to plan
She was his girl and he was her man.