Standing at a distance
but close enough i can smell your thoughts
through your skin
picturing your lips
on mine
but we're surrounded by witnesses
so i'll await you
i stare at your mouth
and imagine your taste
craving an empty room
just us two
locking eyes every few seconds
feeling my pulse race with your glance
desiring some time alone
mentally preparing myself for you
already physically ready
i see you walk towards the bathroom
i count to three
and excuse myself
to find you.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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