Alone

About an encounter I had with a friend on the beach and my after thoughts. I didn't really know which genre it was, so I went with Romance.

Slow hands, they're taking their time for you. Brushing this sand away for you. Warm lips to shake you. My mind is buried underneath us, miles away from here; these waters haven't seen these sites in years. Black ocean and white waves. The sky is just above us, if only I could stand just a little bit taller. I'd take you to where these stars end. Just on that horizon, where that endless fire burns. I'd take you down to the depths of this sea, my heart beating restlessly covered underneath this skin and these bones. I'd take you down onto this beach and onto this ground. I'd fight with those lips, oh if you'd let me, I'd let you win. I'd let you crawl right on top of me and I'd give in. Let you caress this broken body, and this weeping soul. I'd let you drag your lips across my skin. My warm fragile skin.

Can you see me now in this dark night, with my arms at my side, and my legs trembling? Oh all this boiling frustration. You stand there and oh my body aches. It screams in wait. Can't close my eyes no more, your face stares endless… endless. Those eyes and those lips. That neck. Alone in my bed I cringe, this empty bed. This empty room. And your scent is with me for days. It lingers in my skin; I fight desperately with myself to not give in.

Your voice in my ear, your lips on my neck. Oh how my knees they buckle and my legs they twist and my toes they curl. My eyes shut and my head goes back. Damn your lips, damn your hands. My face burns with a renewed passion as my mind crosses the thought of you.

But I am alone. But I am empty and without your touch. Without that cold sand. That smooth tempting breeze. The endless sea stretched for miles, yet never going anywhere. That black sky, with stars that linger. My touch, that lingers, slightly now, on your body. And that sigh, and that moan… Slightly…

But I am alone.