Bad Move (My Obsession Turned Into A Session) Poem by Lou Embalsado

I had her down her knees,
not sexually, but mentally.
Although it was like sex,
The Adrenaline,
Unintentional Erection (yowch!) ,
The sweat,
gasping...
gasping...
'bump, bump! ' my heart says.

I've done my first move,
not sexually, but mentally.
Told her her how I felt,
awkwardness filled the air,
forty seconds till the next conversation.
Damn! too long!

I felt love, she felt... something.
For me, it was a time of happiness,
poetic inspiration,
LOVY- DOVY- LOVE! !

like I said, I had her down her knees,
not sexually, but mentally.
and it felt great!
all i need to do now is to not mess it all up!

The next conversation started,
TIME ELAPSED - one minute 30 seconds.
sweat ran down my forehead,
lack of oxygen,
inhale.exhale.inhale.exhale...
WHAT SHOULD I SAY! ! ? ?

+Stupid Me - 'you look hot...? '
+Gameshow Master - 'Final Answer? '
+Stupid Me - 'err... yes? '
...................SILENCE....................
+Gameshow Master - 'oops.. Sorry Wrong Answer! Don't worry you will still go home with a slap in the left cheek and a lifetime sipply of public embarassment! '

TIME ELAPSED: 3 minutes,40 seconds.
Within the period of 3 minutes,
everything changed...
breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out...
BEEEEP! ! !
flatline...
Medic - ' we got a casuallty here! '

She left.
like a wild horse I failed to tame.
I effed it all up, failed it.
Great... made my day.
MADE MY FREAKIN DAY! !
It's gonna be a long night...