I left my shoesbyWillow Rain©
I forgot my shoes,
and didn’t even notice,
too stunned as I walked barefoot down the hotel hallway
to realize that I was missing something so basic.
She laughed at me later about the bits of myself I’d left behind in her room,
Dazed, my pussy tender and well used,
I curled up on the blow up mattress I had set up in a friend’s room.
My pink phone lay on the pillow next to me.
The taste of her kisses was still in my mouth.
The feel of her thighs,
her satin cheeks still echoing in my palms.
The heat of her pussy,
tight around my hand had left my brain numb.
The memory of her soft repeated no’s
even as she lifted into my touch,
left me hallowed out,
strangely new and full of longing.