I went up the staircase,
Out of breath and in anxiety
Across the floor was a silhouette
I skipped a breath
Phone on my chubby cheek
A voice in my mind whispering
"Do you dare? "
I had come too far already
So I approached a step into the circle of his arms
My chin touched his shoulder
The phone conversation lost all flavor
His scent was meetings and a hint of intellect
I inhaled just a little bit and smiled
This scent I was always wary of
So now I watched him fold and unfold his arms
Watched his lips move
Envied his fingers when they touched them
All caution to the wind, I leaned in
I quenched my thirst on your mind
I drank and attempted to have you drink mine.
©lilliye
L