she licked the spoon
like she was trying to displace the metal
invisible saccharine catalyst for a first impression

his eyes watch tonguetip
white-knuckled grip on polyester thighs
in his head she was bent over the table, begging

whore red painted nails
sliding idly over wonderbra brand cleavage
nylon knees parted revealing bare lips

blue jeans and a zipper hostage takers
a hand inadvertantly rubbing over what can't be freed
his cheeks mimic her nails with a gasp

carefully folding stubborn printed tabloid
knee jostling metal table, coffee spilt
softening the hardness of his admiration for her

eyes filled with different saline liquid
than the kind in his now retracted seed carriers
she notices him now with a botox enhanced smile

men empathetically crossing their legs
gestures of solidarity for a fallen brethren
and she uncrosses hers again to catch another fly with honey