Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Summer Groove

As summer approaches, I often think of childhood memories, but not always. Sometimes, summer conjures up those wicked nights spent at the festivals off the waterfront. My early thirties were my Indian Summer. I was young then, a working professional with no commitments. One year at the African World festival I spotted a fine brother, the kind of man, what is it they say in those novels, arresting, yes he was arresting.

He was sporting an Isaac Hayes dome. He was smooth milk chocolate (cliche but everything you think of when you think chocolate, he was). He wore a loose fitting shirt, you know, the kind that billows in the wind as you walk along the shore. Sported matching linen pants, loose but not so loose I couldn’t detect the gluteus maximus that only a brother who diligently squats three times a week and runs five miles a day before dawn has. I watched the rhythmic roll of his hips to the drums of a funky Latin beat, yes, I know it was African World but I know it was Latin because he told me all about the group later, but I’m jumping ahead here. Everybody was feelin’ the groove and the groove was bumpin’. I slipped into that sea of warm bodies and prayed to the deities of lust to be kind to me. Let Isaac find his way to my full swaying, tangerine hips. I wanted to share his heat….

And how did it turn out? Let’s just say everytime I look at my 70s inspired, striped hip hugging robe, I smile, and I remember the night the gods were kind to me.

Every week at 3WW, Thom assigns three words. This week: arresting, wicked and rhthymtic.

18 comments:

claire said...

What can I say about your post? It's.. arresting.

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

There are places and times of the year that bring back those types of memories for me, too. It'll be an ordinary day, and then the winds shifts slightly and brings with it enough nostalgia to get drunk on.

AD said...

WHAT AN ARREST?
WHAT A RHYTHM?
ooooooooooh wicked :D

MY 3WW

anthonynorth said...

An experience you still write about with a touch of passion.

ThomG said...

Truly great post, L. Great description, great feeling. I salute you.

cupcakewitch said...

Ooooooo!!!

lissa said...

sounds like a very memorable day for you

thanks for your visit

rhapsodyinbooks said...

Wow! This is not PG-13 prose here! Amazing, a post about 3 words that can be described by the same 3 words! I'm glad you've got that robe to remind you of younger, more carefree, more x-rated :--) times!

gigidiaz said...

That's the coolest feeling! Great 3WW

Andy Sewina said...

Very nicely told, your memory serves you well!

susan said...

Thanks, everyone.

Rhapsody, I'm always cognizant that this is a public space and that PG-13 readers might show up so I try to be mindful of how explicit I am in my creative writing.

I am an adult though who enjoys the sensual. :-) Glad you all liked this.

Claudia said...

Yowza! ***fanning myself***

Tumblewords: said...

Good use of the prompt...

Renee Simms said...

Can you tell me how to get in touch with the deities of lust :-) ? That's a powerful erotic tale in a very short space.

susan said...

Hi Renee,
I'm always surprised that what I think is okay, readers really enjoy. I'm tickled so many found this hot. I was exercising restraint not only because this is public but because I was taught good erotic writing titilates without being explicit. Thanks for coming by.

MichaelO said...

Mmmm mmm! That was sweet hot, Susan! Like a steamy cup of hot chocolate ;>)

Eva said...

I love the imagery of "full swaying, tangerine hips"!

gautami tripathy said...

Great descriptions. Arresting and rhythmic!

stolen from the air


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