DV8

DV8 was the name of the gay bar.
I entered it with open arms.
The floor was concrete flag stones
naked from decoration. Naked and
cold. I on the other hand was hot
and so ready to discover my new
world, full of loud music thumping
in my heart, sweat building on my
brow. My heart raced to keep up
with the rhythm of the night.
I was on another planet, a new
stage. Eyes searched my sight,
my legs trembled, my feet
danced, I was born again.
Steam clouded the atmosphere,
my eyes stung. I was sober
but my thoughts were not.
She stood there... in the
corner, just stood and looked
at me.. from there to here..
at me. I checked her out, falling
from the stage, my legs like jelly
throat dry. I licked my lips and
smiled.. I motioned a drink holding
this imaginary glass to my lips.
She nodded yes.. I smiled. We
drank, eyes wide, she pulled me
this way and that.. we kissed..
I opened my eyes, I was dancing
on the stage.. I checked
the view... bodies everywhere.
Had I dreampt it? I don't know..
but did I really care? I was
here in this gay bar called
DV8...

Diamond

Yesterday I helped a fello work mate carry some heavy bags. Out of the blue. I remember her telling me earlier this year how she'd had so many months off for much needed surgery and how she still had to take it slowly due to takin it easy. Some thing you just can't avoid in this job whatever your title. So today I just happened to mention.. as I witnessed her struggling with 3 heavy bags.. 'hi Jo how are you? Should you be carry heavy stuff yet?' She almost crumbled to the floor with the obvious weight of these three bags. A heavy sigh passed her lips, a which point I asked where she was heading for?! I carried one of the bags, leaving one hand free to get the gates and my keys. We chatted along the way, apparently she's had knee surgery. I never prompt anyone to tell me, that's their business, if they want to tell me then albeit. We eventually arrive at HB3, she told me I could leave it here and she'd manage the last couple of yards. She said I was a 'Diamond' for helping her. It made me smile, that is such an old fashioned term of phrase.. but I realised then I was 'cuz am always sparkling! Just some rambling I wanted to share.
I am however in the process of writing a poem for a Friend at work. She has a Birthday tomorrow, so I'll have to shake a leg tonight or some time today at work ( whilst I'm daydreaming .) Lol. I have an idea for how I'll make it.. just hope she likes it, she has no idea it's happening, but her co office work mates do! Have a lovely day people, the sun is rising here...the time is ticking away so I'd best get my ass into gear and get of to work (what joy).

Indi

xxx

Tuesday's Poem thingy ;)

Day dreaming

Today ... the first day back at work
or should I say wonder, for I did
most of that, I'm good at making it
look like I am busy... busy? Yes busy!
Busy thinking about my next venture.
A venture is my plan of action..
how to and when to... how to attack
and how to defend. I like to keep
my audience waiting... it's all in
the 'anticipation' apparently (smiling)
whilst typing. I don't brag about
what I do. I don't force people to
buy, I don't ram things down their
throats... I am just me...simple,
not. But 'I' can and I do from
time to time let it slip that I
have some thing up my sleeve,
not my arms although they are
amongst the fabric of my heart.
My heart being this mass of red
stuff that pumps blood into the
very essence of my life. I.. if
I were a man would not marry but
I would should I have the ability
to fall in love... lead her a
merry dance. Feed her the fruits
of my love... ease myself gently
at first, then once I had my hand
upon her heart, find my hand
slowly at first but then with
heated pace.. down into her
panties where the energy lies.
If I make sense of this now then
my plan will go well, should it
not? But I will not fail, I have
this untold ability to wander
from time to time.. day dreaming
I call it... busy? Why of course!
I am however a full blooded woman
with a heart of gold, fire in my
belly, fear of not knowing
where this may lead me.. I
shall work my magic one day.
I will fall... in love, she does
not yet know it, for she does not
know yet I exist.. but I will
take my time... for time is
everything, and I will get
my everything. It's just
a matter of time!