Unexpected Interlude

I sit alone, hat on my head
My own private universe
Coffee in hand, I rest...
The tongues of steam caress the air
I spot him seated on a couch
His eyes could ignite oil or
Cut through stone.
Focused on me, I’m startled
Looking away, it must have been
        someone behind me
        something on the wall
        somehow not me
I can’t be the object, the desired
I should go, leave him to –

Strange that I don’t move away
        don’t escape out the door
Definitely not what I intended for the day.
Staying for him, I’ve spent too long here
Yet here I still am, hours after my first joe
Three dead soldiers now in front of me
The book before me barely skimmed
Because of him

I snake glances his way, he notices.
As I stir my last cup of coffee
He motions for the check
Giving the waitress a whetted perfect smile

My feet direct my body to the shop
The same chair I had is open
I don’t see him and read in earnest.
Another case solved by a detective
A gossiping trio chatters away:
-Flu makes people sick, still?
-Who’d have thought it possible?

A voice too close startles me
“Who are you?”
I almost lash out but stop short
It is he at my side
A smile crinkles his eyes, dangerous orbs
A dark warm blue.
Nobody I am and say so.
“Never kissed a Nobody before,”
he drawls as he inches nearer.
Eyes of their own accord
are drawn to his lips.

“You afraid of me?
Little old me, I couldn’t hurt a fly.”
His smile, showing his bright leonine teeth
Quickly turns into a grin
Reaching his eyes, bright windows,
Deep pools of blue.

“I’m not the one who should be afraid.”
I grab my possessions and leave. –
First time in a while the mouth had spoken
without due thought. -
My heart beats faster than
        a humming bird’s, blushing profusely
        too aware of myself
        to not move clumsily.

Another day, a new time
I wander back in.
There, exactly where I’d
hoped, sat the man
drowsily stirring artistic earthenware.
I creep past and hide in the
Back, escape rout planned.
Just in case…

Twelve New York minutes pass
And he surreptitiously sidles
across to the table.  A lean hand
compels my jaundiced novella
to the table, discarded for dramatic effect.
Eyes capture mine and hypnotize.
“My sweet Nobody finally came.”
His voice, so saccharine...
Honey would be envious
“I’d hoped you’d show.”
A hungry smile breaks through
And my breathing accelerates.

I attempt to stand
But am treated like my novel,
Forced back to my seat
“No, no” tsking me like a naughty child
“You’ll go nowhere –
unless I get to come too.”
His hand envelopes mine
Warm, strong and relentless.
Silently I rise and so does he;
I leave and he follows.

His expression reveals nothing –
Nothing but triumph.
My stoic air is a sign
to him that he’s won.
And I – the lacquered prize – do not correct him.

The city is a blur around us
Fuzzy and abrupt movements all...
Compared to the solid embrace
Of our hands together, entwined.
Suddenly the door comes into focus
I fumble with the keys
Over eager...
He returns my other hand
Speeding my endeavor
And we walk inside.
Our feet give a light rapport
In the empty dark space.

Just at the right and proper moment
We mimic our hands
Caressing sinuously, toe to head
Mouths welcoming the other passionately
Raptly we kiss
Gradually becoming more aggressive
Spurring one another on and on and on
Lips aching and singing.
My light moans fill the room

Inflamed skin being bared all too slowly
Then nurtured with his warm mouth
My hands wander his flesh
Seeking out his heat
Waiting for his growl – he must growl.
My hand wraps around his steely tool
Molten from lust
A guttural moan arises from his throat
Any thought of proceeding slowly
becomes the forgotten fancy of the young.
Clothes fly off, discarded like candy wrappers
Just as wantonly and greedily
For the sweetness beneath, so close.

I writhe under his tutored hands
We rush to the bed
Desire matching desire.
As the warmth pulses through my veins
The room grows chilly.
Shivers encourage him, exploring me.
My lips roam over his neck
Chest, stomach, and turgid sex.

Passions flare and unite
Pockets of flame merging
Kissing moaning licking sighing tasting rocking
Biting touching loving writhing crying-out mouthing
Squeezing teasing fulfilling climaxing orgasming again and again
Glowing cleaning retrieving silencing penetrating anew.

Elation overtakes me after so
Awesome an experience
Entirely unnecessary but –

He lies now on the bed
beautifully still and perfect.
Closing his eyes with kisses
I leave him behind with only a second glance.
Motionless, drowning in a sea of scarlet sheets
He remains...

In the car I answer the ringing phone quickly
Confirming my account
In the land of cuckoo clocks...
I picture him, sated and forever sleeping.
Too bad – it would have been nice to meet him
while I wasn’t on the job…