I sit here looking at the screen as my words start to flow from my fingers into intelligible thought. A thought for you to consider; thought for thought. I tell you of the pros and cons, adventures and desires of the characters that until here recently you knew nothing about. I create thought with my fingers, they weave through your lobes with the snaps of synapses and move you from this world to the next without missing a beat, dodging missed romances and dropping bombs. You may spy on histories immortals and gods as they walk among us unnoticed with the flip of a page. Here you will see what I see; you will be who I wish for you to be I control you. I am you and you are I. My fiction shall be your fact without your knowledge I will conceive a plan and hatch it in front of you. I am all you will think about, festering in your subconscious. My seed planted for only us to see, it is an intimate occasion for us. Curled with me in your hand your fingers roll through me as you live my highest highs and rock bottom lows. I make humanity’s triumphs and atrocities clearly apparent and disappear with the blink of an eye. However, you will use me, to escape your own atrocities and send me away just as quick once the end has emerged. So as I sit looking at my screen I realize that my fingers have circumvented the process and now I sit alone with only this thought and it flows from my head into space never to be seized again.

Sinking, falling, diving

Into my well.

There I may sit for an eternity

Oh well.

How we have become acquainted,

Perhaps I will stand for a spell.

That releases the binds and blinds

Only time will tell.

If you and I have truly become accustomed

To the accommodations of this cell.

Are for the liking of worms

Oh where, oh where, is my bail.

The club was packed, bodies rubbing all over each other. A minor brush was never accidental and was usually followed by a hand on my ass. From the door to the bar, I had more hands laid on me than a revival. I saw you out of the corner of my eye staring at me. You were eye fucking me so much I thought you were going to cum before you could say anything. One more shot you thought to yourself. When you finally walked over our eyes were attracted to each other immediately. The music faded but I could still feel it pumping between my legs. Before a word was said, I kissed you. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before. Your body drew closer to mine our tongues intertwined like vines. Your mouth was so soft and sweet like the first bite into a plum. Our bodies quivered and shook and yearned. We just knew it was right. We left immediately without saying a word. We rode all night. You, made my body throb and wanting more. I was addicted and you were my drug.

Your hair as red as blood, it flows down your form. 

I am taken in by your spell. 

I move closer towards you only to see you with him. 

You placed the most innocently seductive kiss on his cheek. 

I gasp under my breath. 

I thought you were mine from longing stares I received. 

A touch of your hand to mine. 

I follow without hesitation until, there, he is again. 

Alone, we three. 

You signal me over to the intruder. 

A rousing kiss you place on my lips, he now grabs your hips. 

Again and again I receive this gift as your skirt gets shorter by his hand. 

You caress me and grab at me, holding me, your body is thrust against mine. 

You remove the barrier between us. 

You take me in with those lips. 

Perhaps only to muffle your desire from the other guests. 

I can feel the cadence of your body. 

Your lips moan as he releases you.

You twist upon me. 

Your body breaking on mine, like waves on a jutted rocks. 

He holds your head staring into your eyes as you eagerly exert your lust upon me. 

Our bodies thrashed as you can take no more. Your legs weakened, your body trembling.

You recover and compose yourself. 

I close my eyes in ecstasy. 

When they open, 

I see you from across the room.