Red Velvet.

There you are.

Soft piano keys playing

Somewhere in the background.

Or maybe it's just in my head.

Taking up the space I need to figure out how to get into yours.

To say I want you.

Mind, body and soul

Is an understatement.

And you, dressed so understated.

For fear of being overexposed.

But I see you.

Trying hard not to blind any passerbys

With that look in your eyes

That read of loud moans and small sighs

They say

Taste me.

Buy a pair of shoes and chase me.

Take me wherever you or the wind decides

And tomorrow we can say that we tried.

Took the plunge or dive

and came out alive.

Damn sugar.

Pardon my sweet tooth.

Excuse me if it seems I've forgotten myself.

Only because I'm thinking of you.

Et tu?

Blood rushing head first.

And I'm hoping that we're on the same page

Although I don't own an Ipad....

Fuck it.

Damn an apple, while I'm thinking of pairs.

And nights that never seem to end

Until the sun buts it's head in.

Bring the bed in.

Get in.

Grab the sheets and hold on.

As a great poet once asked.

What's your fantasy.

Let's explore until we've found all there is to find.

And then see what we can make up.

See how many times your roomates wake up.

Then call it a day.

Or good afternoon.

But before I jump to all your well drawn conclusions.

and pillow talk confusion

Allow me the chance to find my amusement

In trying to play nice.

And somewhere your smile.

As you make the first slice.....