DESIRE, part 5
It’s late in the day
Near Dusk
As I walk across the road
Towards my car
He comes up behind me
Takes hold of my arm
I turn
Melt into him
Cleaving to his body
His smell
Intoxicating
Stubble on his chin
Brushing my face
No control
I breathe him in
Rich
Slightly feral
Deeply masculine
I hadn’t planned it
The urge
Was
Irresistible
Delicious
Involuntary
Primal
I want him
MA Spring 2017