meeting across the room
flitting across my lips
hair falling forward
a veil I hide behind.
bathed in golden sunlight
burned into my retinas
I see you still.
A summer dalliance
never meant to last
passed the final summer moon.
Like a beast prowling in the night
eyes glittering with light
I run and race
trying to keep pace
so as to not loose my heart.
You circle around
nosing in the darkness
finding my scent and able to follow.
No matter where I hide
no matter how I camouflage
myself in the garden.
Our scents arise
battling with the night air
lust and desire
a need that craves to be fulfilled.
You ghost up behind me
silently padding on wolfen feet
pouncing as though I were prey
as you mark me as yours.
I always whisper
‘wait a day’
before I send the message
for I lack patience.
Wait and see if you will answer
maybe text me first?
In this day of instant gratification
I only want you
to respond to me.
We spoke the code
this new generation
of not dropping
Do not look to me for love
do not look to me at all
for really this need I have
it requires only a boy to sate the craving.
Yet sit here I do,
checking each text
hoping that it will be you.
Nope, that one rings false,
‘hey baby how you doin’?
Wanna get laid tonight?’
The only way I can get you to respond.
Wrapped in your arms
salt upon my lips
I lack the ability to be careless.
You tease me and you taunt me, you call me babe
you know that it makes me melt.
I adore your desire for me, your lust
because I share the same.
Wrapped in your arms, pressed against the wall
desire, it floods my body, and I cannot even compare,
I cannot even decipher, all I know is how I need you
how I lust for you, day after day.
Whisper my name, tame my heart, my desire
you know how to make me crawl and beg
I want to be wrapped in your comfort
to know that you really do care.
Tell me I am not a booty call
even if I am……
Allow me the fantasy…..the belief that I am special
wrap me in your arms,
love me in our own fashion,
please don’t make me crawl.
I should have know, when you walked in the door
that tonight was going to be different.
You gathered me in your arms and held me so tight
whispering in my ear.
‘Baby I am sorry, it was out of my control’
I know that within the logic of my brain
but with the need comes desire and it must be fed.
I loose myself in your warm embrace, feeling safe and secure
you lips meet mine, possessing, devouring
Taking what is yours.
I should have known when we first did meet
that you were going to be trouble
But I set that aside and gave myself over,
to the feelings and the desires.
I writhed beneath your hands, your body
for you consumed me with your heat
and right than and there, I knew you were going to be trouble