One minute…
I crave your touch, the warmth of your body nestled close to mine ...knowing it's wrong but needing you so much in my space. Right. Now. ...one minute to forget about the madness that surrounds us ...that threatens to consume you and me on a daily basis... to tear us apart... I cherish these stolen moments... You are my rock... Our love nearly asphyxiates me... I bathe in it... I eat it... I breathe it... I live in it... Everyday... As you hold me close to you, I close my eyes and think of what could have been if we would have met in a different time and place... You would not have to leave and return to the gilded cage of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue... Reluctantly, I inch slowly away... But, you pull me back into you... I'm not surprised... You've never been one to play by the rules... Sometime later, we both realize that you must go while you can still leave under the cover of darkness... We share one more tender kiss before I help you slip into your suit jacket... I turn, look adoringly into your eyes and send you away with a sultry, "Good-Bye, Mr. President..."