Sure, the wine was intoxicating
But so was the smell of your cologne
As it wrapped around me
Descending like fog in a valley
And enveloping me
Dulling my senses
To anything else.
I knew we shouldn’t
And that I should keep you at arm’s length
But you kept coming closer
And I kept still.
Until finally we were too close
Your eyes closing
Your hands searching
My lips touching yours
My resolve gone
My strength waning
Your want for me noted.
And suddenly you were everywhere
Your hands burning my skin
Leaving a trail
So that anytime your fingertips left me
I wanted them back
Your lips on my neck
Your hips pushing against mine
We gave into the sin
Knowingly and willingly.
You had a girl at home
That didn’t know you were here
And even though she was miles away
I could still feel her
The elephant in the room
As if she were standing between us
Because she was.
And although it’s not regret
I don’t know what I’m feeling
I’m like a child and you’re my favorite toy
I don’t want to share you
And these thoughts swirl through my head
Until you come near again
And that lovely cologne
Makes me forget everything but you.

Intoxicating writing
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