Hot July Night

There is something freeing

And utterly disturbing when you become disillusioned

The way you shivered under my touch

That feeling of power and complete lust

Dangerous

How dangerous we were

To blur lines so casually

As if consequence were a mere myth

But lovely,

It was lovely

To recall the familiar scent of you

God,

It seemed so human

The way you held me, close,

Like I would disappear

If you forgot to mention my buckling knees

Or erratic heartbeat

 

Are you sure?

No

Are you okay?

Possibly

Is this okay?

Yes

 

Am I regretful?

God, no

 

I keep replaying it all in my head

Like maybe if I think about it hard enough

I can go back and relive it with you

When I held onto your cross

I didn’t understand why I was doing it

I used to touch my own necklace

For a sense of relief

A sense of comfort





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