Temperamental
Vicious Lustful Golden Eyed Snake
The First Day Of Spring
Sunday Blissfully Innocent
No change from the norm.
Sex between friends nothing more.
But in the waking hours of her storm
Between sweet raindrops tasting salty minty lips
I experienced the unthinkable in full bloom.
It was the first thought, days later,
Woke me out of my bed in a cold sweat.
It was the first time all over again
This time filled with no regret.
A simple detour ended every lustful doubt.
I joked about it all the time playing
Kissing rainbows, fluttering about, seeing Heaven.
Touching weak souls with goodness daily.
Praying every Spring for happiness patiently,
Under my tough stocky Brooklyn born cherry blossom tree.
A simple detour a stumbled word whispered,
Penetrating golden eyes darkened slightly
Unsmiling, I felt a rush, a cool breeze.
As if glamored by a vampire before he feasts.
The hairs on my back rose delicately in acceptance.
Slipping away from an undone party driving slowly,
No exchange, just the sweet smell of Gautier mixed with sweat.
My insides vibrated when he exhaled as if on command,
I wasn't nervous, I was expecting a sexual exchange.
I wasn't expecting that exchange to be uneven and not in my favor.
We walked to our room half joking,
Play fighting about nothing, thinking about everything
Then the door lock clicked, the kiss was sudden
The room spun only once, I got this, I think.
Then I pulled a pink blossom out of my hair,
And lost all reason...
(too be continued...)
