My feeble attempts are no match
My firm grasps do better
Tonight would you like me to be rough or gentle?
Maybe even a mixture.
I’m good at that.
Bare skin, intoxicating aromas, and blackened bruises
My lips venture from knee to inner thigh
They take a trip farther between your pale legs until I reach my destination
Your nails in the back of my arm tell me I have arrived
A slow rise from your lower back that moves down your spine
That sound.  Oh my.  That glorious sound.
It isn’t much but it sends my sense reeling into a cataclysmic eruption of desire
Lust overtakes my sense of gentleness and your ribs make for a perfect target
Forgive me for the fingerprints I leave, for it was too hard to control myself
Profanities are my friend coming from your mouth as your hand slides carefully to my mangled hair
But careful is not your plan now is it?
Grab. Pull. Yank. Once again sending my senses into an unending ring of ecstasy
As you breathe in and your body flexes in and out I realize that we both have reached ******
I pause. You **** with a slight after-shock. Still grasping my arm. Nails dig deeper but soon relax
I lay motionless on top of your bare chest.  The most comforting place I’ve ever known
Feeling and hearing the heartbeat of my lover.

And then I awoke from my dream
Only to find myself alone
And ***** as ****

When I feel you curl next to me into a small ball,
I’m thinking about how I forgot to put the dishes up.
     And her.
When you wrap your fingers in my mangled hair,
I’m thinking about what I ate for breakfast that morning.
     And her.
When you slide your lips up and down my neck,
I’m thinking about how I prefer how she bites, not slides.
     And her.
When you attempt to connect with me in a ‘passionate’ kiss,
I’m thinking about how much I miss that smell along her neckline that drives me insane.
     And her.
When you sit and tell me that you’re ****** up,
I think of how the crazy position in my life has already been filled.
     And her.
Like I said this isn’t really fair to you,
and then I remember that I really wanted to **** her last night.
     And not you.

I brought a nice girl over, you see
Multi this and that but not for me

It made you cringe at the slightest thought
Another look from me you outright sought

Embarrassed was I to look at you
Without that look you already knew

Why this nice girl was in my bed
Not nice words you would have said

We toss and turn, no not you and I
But that thought constantly crossed your mind

How far did I get and how stupid I am
You’re my Shepard and me the lamb

My tongue did not go where you thought it did
The bathroom I did go, my five minute bid

That should have been your sign for you to know
My lips did not cross and my fingers didn’t go

Please forgive me love, I really am sorry for this
For Shallow is my middle name.

The music sails across my ears, not in.
Sail.
Blame it on my ADD baby.
Odd is what this is.
I went in the kitchen looking for Papa Johns.
And you.
I only found a closed computer and empty counter.
I guess you heard the music too?

I’m standing outside
     your door
I don’t hear your usual breathing because now
     a door separates us
My normal night I would apologize except
     that **** door is in the way
A simple piece of wood is the reason why,
     a door, for lack of better words
My heart can’t really take much more and neither
     can this **** door

I dance.

Dance

Dance

What do you want me to do?
What words do you want me to say?
What course of action should I take ma’am?

I dance around you endlessly.
Don’t worry, I’m not stopping anytime soon.