It could only happen in the Big Apple

Thank you cousin dear

Oh My God

Look at that

A hot pink limo,

Wish we were in the back

Oh my, it just stopped here,

The hotel doorman is beckoning us near

The driver is in a tux, top hat and stiletto heels

She is holding the door for us, lover were a big deal

Our little black dresses naturally rise high,

Making even the limo driver let out a sigh

I am at your disposal all weekend ladies,

Your cousin and his wife to be send their regards.

There are champagne cocktails in the bar for you

So sit back, snuggle and enjoy the view

I should only be twenty minutes to the restaurant

So feel free to embrace for I am a lesbian too.

The driver shut the door,

Kathy took me in her arms

Twenty minutes is too long

But I want to make it with you.

As I do with you

But we must use care

It’s a big society party

We won’t be able to redo our hair.

With a laugh my love hand me

A cocktail with champagne

And slipped her hand under my skirt

Where there is no hair to mess up or redo.

I sipped my champagne

And followed her lead

And when we entered the party

Not even the bride’s smiles were as big.

By: D. D.

©June 22, 2014

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