Staircase Named Desire Poem by Adrienne Clark Strachn

Every touch from you always created feeings in me
you, the skilled lover, when it came to my anatomy.
Touching me ever so gently
Kissing me with hungrily desire,
you will never forget me.
A bed could have probaby been more proper,
perpaps a couch too
Its been so long
here we are in the staircase, A staircase for our desire.
I start to wonder if anyone will miss us,
the person you came with, will come looking for you
no one will be looking for me. I am alone.
remember, we are not a we anymore
If they saw us, ...we would make headlines in the paper,
After all we knew one another before
We've never been able to resist one another
Longing passions, eager temptations
but we don't care right now
we don't hear nothing, just us breathing..
Conversation would ruin it...
We don't have time
Remember!
I was at the bar when you saw me
you were with your date
your eyes were calling me
always hard for us
past love, lust and lies
Hurry up you have to get back to her
me, i'll just sit at the bar.
we were just kissing, touching, etc.
You go first.
Fingertips just touch now
teardrops fall, then another one
it was yours this time
Memories, unfinished promises,
All in the Staircase of Desire