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Jan 2014
15
A late night phone call awakes the teen.
The voice calling elicits sweeter dreams.
She's asking for a late night rendezvous.
She says she misses his eyes of blue.

The boy stealthily sneaks down the hall.
There was no way he would ignore the call.
He opens the door and feels the autumn chill.  
And he smiles thinking of the upcoming thrill.

He jumps on his bike to begin the journey.
Even the long ride can't ease his yearning.
As he pulls into the alley at the back of her place.
He sees a beautiful and innocent face.

They make some small talk to break the ice.
But her sweet perfume smells way too nice.
So he leans in closer to steal a passionate kiss.
And she accepts him and grants his wish.

Their breathing was heavy and hands explored.
There was a certain need that couldn't be ignored.  
But before the heat could engulf the night.
There was the sound of a door and suddenly a light.

He made for his bike like a lightning bolt.
And he peddled away like a run away colt.  
The last thing he heard was angry father's yell.
If I ever see you again I'll send you straight to hell.
Written by
Greg Obrecht
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