After long day of staring at progress
My mind feels numb and worn over
Like a dry, dusty, frayed covering
Barely shielding my consciousness from the hidden desires beneath it
Like a ratty blanket no longer serviceable
It fails to cover up the leaves of grass of my own dark soil
Driving home thoughts of you keep coming unbidden to my mind
I remember the day I first saw you sitting there with your friends
I remember how you caught my eye from across the room so appealing
Sure there were many there with pleasing wrappers longing to be taken
They might have even sparked my interest if I had a mind to give it
I am sure all of them were capable of holding my attention for a little while at least
But there was just something about you something drawing me in something I could not resist nor did I want to
From the very first day I saw you I could not stop thinking about you
Even when busy or having fun you were still there in the corners of my cracked mind
The minute I let my guard down the desire for you would pounce on me demanding my attention
After a couple weeks of this I gave in and asked my friends about you
I heard that you could be found at the local gas station
I never had the nerve to go and see you I often thought about it though
Which brings us back to today
I would like to think it was just the long day at work
Perhaps the yearning to feel something different
I would even settle for admitting it was the desired rush that would come from holding you
But a part of me knows even if all those wants were absent I still could not say no to you
No matter how much I denied it I needed you
So there I was with a full tank of gas my compass feeling anything but moral
Parked there at the local gas station and eyeing you through the window
Trying to fight the urge to go inside and failing miserably
Succumbing by the second to my desire for you until anxiously I walked inside
That was until my eyes met yours
Playing it cool I smiled walking over to you
Lingering just a bit to let you know I was interested
I knew I should not be there you knew it too
But we ignored the warning the label society placed on what we wanted to do
I wasn’t surprised when you slid across the counter agreeing to come home with me
It was a short drive to my place
You enjoyed the music on the radio and the intimate proximity of your surroundings
Pulling up the driveway both of us anxious for what would come next
We barely fought the urge not to wait
When I finally unlocked the door we went inside
Regaining our composure I left you in the living room watching TV
I went into the kitchen to fix us a drink
I knew we would have quite a few hours before anyone came home
Enough time to enjoy you thoroughly and enough time to tidy up
With drink in hand I went into the living room
Not really feeling like listening to the chatter on the TV we decided to go out on the back deck to relax
On the way there I teasingly patted your bottom
Enjoying the alcohol it didn’t take very long for you to slide out of your wrapper
Even out here in the country I was a little nervous about anyone paying a surprise visit
All my worries drifted away though once I traced my fingers across your perfectly shaped neck
My firm yet delicate strokes aligning with the curve of your perfect body
With the perfect sigh of your perfect breath my own lips tasting perfection
Before long your pristine look gave way to the fire burning within
We knew what we were doing was wrong but we did not care
I proceeded to deal with you firmly like a guiltless convict devouring you and breathing in your sweet scent
Before you knew it you were spent I had inhaled all of you leaving nothing left
The light in your head going dim you could no longer breathe
Realizing your broken state you did not care
My sweet lips you decided a wonderful way to go kissing your last breath of life
You never would have guessed your first time would be so sweet or that it would be your last
Holding you in my hand I flicked the last remnants of your cherry to the ground before letting out a long exhale
Carrying you to the bathroom I proceeded to flush you the object of my secret obsession down the toilet before taking a shower and carefully removing your scent