With the full moon shining
through the bedroom window
gilding her bare skin silver,
Rachel was the picture of a goddess
as she sat with her legs crossed
on the opposite corner of the bed.
Slowly,
with just the slightest bit of guilt,
I made my move.
Rachel stared at the card
I had dropped
on the pile between us.
"You had another draw four?"
"I'm sorry. Honest."
"That's okay."
Grinning impishly,
she slowly unrolled the silk stocking
from her left leg.
"But this is the last time
I'm playing strip poker against you
using uno cards."
Author notes
This is my entry for Ace's Playing Card Inspired Contest.
A contest entry
- Ace's Playing Card Inspired Contest by AceOSpades.
950 points, ended January 13, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Heh I knew that this one had to at the very least get an honorable mention because of the giggle it got out of me. Its also very well written though, with some nice images and good lines. Not much else to say about this one but good work, and never underestimate the power of a good laugh
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