Through eyes of a beast,
drinking a vodka and cranberry neat.
I have shallow breath.
You know what I could do with you in that skirt?
you begin to take off your shirt…
My fingers run along the curves of your back
just before you say it won’t work.
I want this, my eyes gleam
I know you want this as our bodies lean,
pressed against one another
rolling around under the covers.
undercover, so no one will ever again discover…
My phone knows how much I love you,
She sees when I check for your text
take a picture to capture my regret
Can I get another drink or is the bar closed yet?
The night is already over…