Soon After You There Was Another

Eventually, it ended.
She kept saying things with double meanings I had to think about.
I didn’t have to ask her to dress the way I wanted.
I walked behind her watching her body move beneath the clothes.
Eventually my resistance faltered.
I began to miss not being around her.
I didn’t know it was happening until she used the work longing to describe how she felt and it startled me.
Afternoons alone we worshiped each other.
She said, “This has to be quick,” but it wasn’t. She wasn’t hurrying.
There was adoration when I got so close.
She drew it out until I begged her to finish me but not in words.
She said she wanted to see it happen, so I showed her.
I didn’t plan it. We just looked at each other one day and it all came together in a chase of pleasure whirling.
At first she didn’t think of me that way. In the end that was the only way she thought of me.