Bulge

Before we even kissed

I could feel his prick

press against his jeans

my body seemed to want him indeed

as already, I thrust my knee

against his thigh, letting him know how bad

I wish for us to hide

someplace

where nobody would see us copulate

except, wait!

what would my boyfriend think?

surely he won’t like this one bit

if he found out, we’re done for real

except I couldn’t help myself, seriously,

I wanted to feel that bulge

come alive inside me

call me jealous, consider me malicious,

I really don’t care, you see,

hearts are meant to break and heal

but good sex sometimes—especially with the right type of man—

you can only find in your dreams.