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By iammyself Date: 2005 Oct 01 Comment on this Work [[2005.10.01.18.04.29455]] |
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lying here...the fan circles slowly overhead...it's a hot afternoon as the sun begins to set and its reddish-yellow light casts a slanted image on the far wall like imagined bars caging me in...but not for long...i'm on the prowl again sweat from my head and my neck and my chest trickle down onto the sheets...one arm sprawled out over the bed, the other resting on my forehead...my mind reels from the memories of what we had, what we did...my body tenses for the next time to spring...my heart beats a hard rhythm...my chest rises and falls with a certain...expectation...knowing...wanting...my eyes scan the room for a sign...my ears listen for a rustle, a whisper, a sigh there! did you hear it? did you see that? oh yes...oh yes...unmistakable...i can almost see it now...i hear it...i smell the scent and can almost taste it...i'm tracking it...i'm on its tail...i can almost make out the shape of what it is...i can't see it clearly but i know already that i want it...i recognize that sound, that scent, that presence...i've had it before and once having had it can never give it up...it's so alluring, so addictive, so ready for me my body starts to coil and my muscles tense up...my breath is coming sharp and fast and my eyes are like slits...i wait...i bide my time...i know when...i know how...i know what i want and i know what it wants...i will have it soon...and you will have me |