You walk toward me in the hallway.
White outfit black hair green eyes
A mess of sloppy perfection
Created by God's hands,
And you look at me,
A small smile brushing
On your lips and it's as though
You know what I'm thinking.
It unnerves me. You unnerve me.
You set me off balance,
You make my heart palpitate,
And you make me want to do
Things to you until
You're crying out my name
And screaming and sobbing
For more and more and more
Until the sheets are stained with seed,
Both yours and mine.
There is a mug of steaming
Green tea held in your hand
And oh God, how I wish
I could be that cup of tea
To have your hands
Holding my handle,
To have your lips
Caressing my edge.
What I wouldn't give.
Your room's in the other direction
And I wonder where you're going
At this time of night.
To feed the prisoner?
To train?
To bathe?
To eat?
What are you going to do?
How I wish you'd come to my room.
Then you pass me,
And for a split second
Your face turns toward mine,
And I want to grab you
Pull you close and kiss
You, hard and long and deep,
And that smile appears
Like you know what I'm thinking.
Could you want me, too?
And then the moment passes,
And you disappear past me,
A mess of black hair green eyes white uniform
Perfection in all the things you do,
And I'm left standing there
In the hallway, alone again
And I turn my head,
To look at your retreating back.
And I sigh. I never realized you were so beautiful.
