We weren't merely talking business;
her eyes said something else,
I strained my ears.Listened.
Soliloquy.Whispers.Fluttering eyes.
("Need to bring her around and sign the contract")
She is silent, eyes on papers
"wind on the waters..................
rustle of the leaves" mind sings,
I got it now, no doubt, we are attracted!
i am now a man with a heart that sizzles,
"she is of course a cut above the rest,
a fine mind, amazing number cruncher,
not to forget that pert posterior,
she makes me melt, I cannot be a hard nut"
my thought train stops to her whistle,
a lovely smile, as if to say
"Things would start to move
between us, when this is over"
A man and a woman,
both, business intentions, in mind's focus,
when together such a long time could
decide upon a course of action,
but i hear a buzz in my ears--
we seem to sway in a charged atmosphere
all i could think is this; "our business
doesn't reach anywhere.."
When--
every obstacle fell and crashed,
relaxing ****, sniffing each other, like dogs,
in the cozy confines, of her hotel suite,
she said, the reason for the obstacles,
was pretension-
she had the need to feel in total control,
(till attraction, made the difference)
"Man and woman role reversal"
"I understand" I said.Executive privilege;
she is the senior and she deserved to feel good!
decorum in business deals must be kept.
We reversed roles
and felt more elated (we thought)
too little to do
when you properly decide, to divide responsibilities
(even in bed)
The deal was done,
she put her seal,
and outside the protocol,
a parting kiss and an invite:
Is it to be Venice?
( or Brazil?)