Is it good enough?
….Lights
Silence takes the room hostage
We watched her...
Thick hips
Pink lips
Walking through the hallway.
No smoking allowed
But the haze filled the room
Added to the mystery.
Dancing at her podium
She smiles
She teases
Looking in my direction always
Strobe lights flicker
Imitating my heartbeat
Watching on, at the contortion of her frame
Play,
Rewind, Play, Rewind
But never does she stop
Each scene in slow motion
As the curves of her body
Tugs on her dress
Yelling…“Please come save me from myself”
….Seclusion
Pretty little thing
She made me fall in love with her
Made me imagine my fingers seducing her
As she pressed her body against me
She knows I want her
She smiles
She teases
Her fingers followed the vines of her tattooed
rose
All the way to the brushless roots
Fiddling at the moisten leaves
Wasn’t this her way of flirtation?
Wasn’t this her subtle invitation?
I enjoyed our conversation
Her body spoke
I listened.
….The
agreement.
Yet unconcerned with fighting my temptation
And the rules within the arrangement
I tasted her
Sunk myself deep within her
Forced my weight to restrain her
Repeatedly confession my love for her…
The taste of her sweat stained my memory
The aroma of her perfumed made my senses crazy
Why couldn’t she want me too?
Why couldn’t she see I loved her?
Everything about her
The shade of her lips stick stained my collar
A blemish I would welcome any day
But not today
I didn’t mean to hurt her…
I only wanted her to stop screaming…
I swear I didn’t mean to squeeze her so
tightly
I never meant to kill her…
I never meant too.
Desire…
Is it good enough?
Olsfred James 2013©
