In the Heat of the Night
Dinner and a glass of wine---
Key that friendship just might cross the line.
Toss a comment, wink, and smile;
Bend an ear for just a little while.
Brass takes on hint of gold---
Feelings surface letting tensions fold.
Class and manners count for naught
If night's passion finds them duly caught.
Snub a nose at piety;
Smoke hides truths that set hearts free.
By Peggy Paris
© 2009 Peggy Paris
(All rights reserved) The word groups:
Brass – Class – Dinner – Ear – Friendship- Gold – Key – Nose-
Smoke – Toss
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