Daily routine, safe.... predictable.
Issues with technology -
expected...
frustrating.
Something to look forward to?
My mind drifts back to thoughts of you....
Brief interludes I conjure
the scent of you
your taste...
Updates complete, software fixed
back to the world I control.
Interruption, questions answered
back into work mode?
beast mode?
thoughts of you - hell yeah.
Your touch
Your kiss
The sweet things you whisper in my ear.
Your texts
suggestive of the explosive episodes
yet to come.
Higher ups - oh ****!
The illusions of you dissipate.
Please get to the bottom line
so you can leave my office
and I can go
Drifting back
to you....