When I look
At that certain spot
On my floor,
I remember you.

If I think hard enough
I can still feel the heat
Of your body
Radiating towards mine.

Polite company
Keeps us apart
For the moment.

But behind
The closed door
Of that room
We can be
As close
As we want.

Our bodies gravitate
Closer and closer.

I feel your hands
Lightly graze
Over my hips.

Nervous energy turns to
Silly excitement.
Silly excitement becomes
Genuine happiness.

When it is all over
We meet each other’s lazy gaze,
Share a quick kiss,
Laugh and promise
That this will happen again.

But that chapter is over.

For a new one
has begun.

He is kind.
He is sweet.
He is the farthest thing from you.

He is someone to love.
And he sees
That I am
Someone to love, too.

When I look
At his small bed
In his even smaller apartment

I see the future
And not just the past.