The Red Nightgown

January 2nd, 2023

A Monday afternoon
Our lunchtime liaison
I was waiting for you
With my red nightgown on
The time ticked away
No message on my phone
I was waiting for you
But I sat there alone
The time came and went
You apologized at dusk
I was waiting for you
And then you killed the lust

The Invitation

July 18th, 2022

You were unexpected to say the least
When your messages consumed my time
I was looking for a distraction
And you seemed to be inclined
A spontaneous invitation
An arrangement from a joke
I accepted your offer
Which you did not revoke
The taste of whiskey on your tongue
The scent tingling my nose
I admit I kissed you first
You played me like dominos
A careless decision in the midnight hours
A feeling I’ve never known
I got lost inside your games
When I should have stayed alone