Seconds On A Clock

I have thought about him

Every hour of this day

I cant say every minute

but I wont deny it.

His lips

His kiss

The way his dick felt against my finger tips

I have felt like I was

Shocked by lighting

Electric storm

Sparks racing up and down my arm

Leaving me twitching like

Aftershocks

An earthquake shuddering my thoughts

Constant images of the night before

Remembering his taste

And the way his face looked in the moonlight

I am trying to keep my cool

Yet, mentally willing him to call me

I don’t dare dial him first

Part of the millennial dating game 

But I cant remember the last time I felt like this

I want to toss the rules out of

My car window while I drive to him.

Luckily�" I don’t know where he lives

I don’t want to  appear ungrounded

Unable to control my RAW emotions

And…Normally I can

But tonight I am fighting my fingers

From reaching for my phone.

I am almost unable to help my desire

To touch him again. 

 

MP