Arrival Poem by Milton Wayne

6: 00 AM.
The alarm from her phone goes off.
She open her eyes.
Cover her breast with the sheet.
Hand on her head still thinking about him last night.
She rise naked walk towards the bathroom.
Grabs a towel from the closet.
Turns the handle and gets in the shower.
As the steam intensified the room,
she closes her eyes and bites her lips.
Picturing his jaws still around her four walls.
Her hand rubbing against her pearl being the grip he place his roots within her womb the night before.
Her voice fulfilling the empty space that was darken in the atmosphere.
Turns off the handle.
Grabs her towel.
She dries her skin still feeling his fingerprints rubbing against her spine.
She walks back to the bedroom.
Puts on her long skirt with no panties just a red bra to match her red pumps.
She grabs her keys and head out the door.
While driving, her conscious still twisted from when he twirl his tongue around her insides.
She tighten her legs around his head.
Her palm smoothly rub the back of his head, while he exposes her weak vessels.
Her spine sinks to the floor.
Numb, as he grips her curves.
Pulling her closer to him so she can feel the pieces to every word he ever told her.
Her back lifts.
Her legs shakes.
Her weakness explodes.
She arrives at work.
Walks in the building.
Waves at her co- workers sits at her desk and crosses her legs.
Somehow, she can't stay still at her desk.
She's craving for him.
So, she text.
She: "Hey".
He: "Hey Sexy".
She: "7: 00 pm".
He: "Will be there".
7: 00 pm arrived.
He knocks on the door.
She opens the door.
Covered in silk with nothing behind the surface.
He lifts her up.
She kiss his lips.
He close the door.
He lay her down on the couch.
He locks his jaws around her four walls.
She began to question his existence.
He twirl his tongue around her womb.
She wrap her legsaround his head.
Her palm smoothly rub the back of his head, while he exposes her weak vessels.
Her spine sinks to the floor.
Numb, as he grips her curves.
Pulling her closer to him so she can feel the pieces to every word he ever told her.
Her back lifts.
Her legs shakes.
Her weakness explodes.
She arrives at work.
Walks in the building.
Waves at her co- workers sits at her desk and crosses her legs.
Somehow, she can't stay still at her desk.
She's craving for him.
So, she text.
She: "Hey".
He: "Hey Sexy".
She: "7: 00 pm".
He: "Will be there".
7: 00 pm arrived.
He knocks on the door.
She opens the door.
Covered in silk with nothing behind the surface.
He lifts her up.
She kiss his lips.
He close the door.
He lay her down on the couch.
He locks his jaws around her four walls.
She began to question his existence.
He twirl his tongue around her womb.
She wrap her legsaround his head.
Her palm smoothly rub the back of his head, while he exposes her weak vessels.
Her spine sinks to the floor.
Numb, as he grips her curves.
Pulling her closer to him so she can feel the pieces to every word he ever told her.
Her back lifts.
Her legs shakes.
Her weakness explodes.
She close her eyes and rest.
He rise.
He kiss her on the lips.
Puts on his clothes and leave.
Next Morning,
She arrives at work.
She can't stay still at her desk.
She's craving for him.
So, she text.
She: "Hey".
He: "Hey Sexy".
She: "I need it ".
He: "7: 00 pm".
She: "Be there".
He: "Ok ".
She bite her lips and smiles; while she waits for his arrival.