I'm Focused, I Want This.
I click the phone shut.
I fly into the shower,
where i completely scour my body,
washing, scrubbing, shaving,
i rinse the last of the soap out of my hair,
and rotate seamlessly in the cascading water.
time picks up,
and i'm throwing on a scarf,
and i'm standing at his door with a bottle of Bacardi.
Inside there is chattering,
laughing,
drinking.
Time steps by,
as i make my way to the back of the house,
where he's standing there.
He sees me,
and a grin explodes onto his face,
and suddenly time is flying by unnoticeably.
I drink the jungle juice,
did some shots,
and found myself recieving a tour of the house.
He leads me around,
introduces me to small cliques of friends,
and i'm sitting on his bed talking to him.
He recieves a phone call,
and i'm back downstairs talking to his friends and roommates.
Hours slide by,
and i'm lying on my back, in his bed.
The cool sheets send a subtle tingle tingle down my body,
as he traces it with his fingers.
he lowers his face down to mine,
and i can smell Bacardi and Fruit punch on his breath.
poisture collects on his lips,
and we kiss.
He cradles my body in his arms,
and protects me from everything.
3:57am and our lips are still firmly connected,
5:01am and our bodies are inseperable.
7:09am and our souls connect,
and at 9:45 i break away from his trance,
only to realize it's late morning.
Our hands, legs, entangled,
kissing eachother everywhere,
grabbing,
stroking,
embracing eachother,.
so as to forget the day's responsibilities.
sweat lubricates our bodies,
but he holds me tight,
and i know this is real.
the sun shoots up,
and we're lying there together,
my head on his chest,
his arms around my frame,
holding me close.
We talk.
Lying there,
A small look of accomplishment and satisfaction creeping onto his expression.
The house wakes up,
but we're oblivious,
because we're touching,
feeling,
living,
11:29am and "You turn me on so much-"
I abruptly stop.
I thought about that for a moment.
I look him straight in the eye,
and tell him no one's ever said that to me.
He laughs, and asks what kind of assholes i've been dating.
1:45pm and i have to leave.
It took every bit of strength i had.
But as i'm walking out,
he grabs me,
kisses me,
and tells me to expect a call.
I smile,
walk out the door,
put on my Dolce and Gabanna sunglasses,
and drive away.
Matty B.
