Page 1 of 1

Mistaken Bed

Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 1:59 pm
by Cate
Mistaken Bed

The woman looked down at the face of the perplexed man between her thighs and realized he was, in fact, a stranger; that she had wandered into the wrong bed. She became aware of her nakedness, took the sheet, previously tossed to the side, and wrapped herself tightly. The gentleman being a gentleman, averted his eyes and remained silent. Frantically she searched crevasses of her mind for etiquette advice pertaining to such binds. Coming up empty, she leant forward kissed the stranger once on each eye, once on the forehead and whispered “thank you,I have to go now”, before unceremoniously sliding off the bed and hopping backwards through the bedroom door.
If only she could remember where she left her clothes.

Re: Mistaken Bed

Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 3:01 am
by jimbo
Hi cate.this is not a poem
but i could see me being there
watching..................or??
can you tell me whats going on ???

did youy leave your clothes in his car ???

Re: Mistaken Bed

Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 5:14 am
by jimbo
I jest but................. tell me more................??

Re: Mistaken Bed

Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 1:45 pm
by Cate
jimbo wrote: can you tell me whats going on ???

did youy leave your clothes in his car ???
Nope sorry – My attempt at pose wasn’t even about fucking – well not exactly. It’s about exposing yourself completely to someone – sharing secrets that type of thing and then realizing that you may have got it all wrong.
This was originally a poem but someone told me it sounded posey so I took out the line breaks.

Re: Mistaken Bed

Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 3:13 pm
by mat james
leant forward kissed the stranger once on each eye, once on the forehead and whispered “thank you,
That's O.K. ;-)
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger.

But now another stranger seems
to want you to ignore his dreams
as though they were the burden of some other

...You tell him to come in sit down
but something makes you turn around
The door is open you can't close your shelter
You try the handle of the road
It opens do not be afraid
It's you my love, you who are the stranger
It's you my love, you who are the stranger.
...Leonard Cohen.( http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Leonar ... -Song.html )
( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLq7Aqd_H7g )

Matj

Re: Mistaken Bed

Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 3:51 am
by William
Cate wrote:Mistaken Bed

Frantically she searched crevasses
Fascinating. ;-)