THE MEANING OF SILK STOCKINGS
by Amy Barlow Liberatore
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Shiny satin garter belts with buttons and clasps
The sexiest, most alluring of fashion details
Stockings that slack a bit during the day
reminding her of their silky selves undercover
Tantalizing tug of war under her skirt
She never knew sensuality until she abandoned pantyhose
and smoothed sheer silk over
sturdy, smoothly shaved legs
Rolling the first carefully over calf and thigh
Easing the hem over the button
latching it securely, then
the other leg, this time more slowly
That evening, on the dance floor, his hand on her hip
His eyes flash and she knows that he knows
what's in store for the rest of the night
It makes the wait agonizing bliss
Later, he carefully eases the dress off, purring
with the subtle confidence of a true lover
His delight in the details of her undergarments
His appreciation of her shape, her way
Finding the treasure beneath
first teasing, pleasuring, then
slowly, cautiously unwrapping her
an undulating, whispering bundle of lace and linen
No awkward peeling back of the damned pantyhouse
She is old-school, The Book of Betty (Grable, Page, and Boop)
He leafs tenderly through the endless pages of her body
The journal of her journey to this timeless moment
(See, this is what happens when you spend three hours at Barnes and Noble,
sipping cappuccino and reading Love Poems by Pablo Neruda!)
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