Posted by Atticus on August 30, 2004, at 21:08:30
And That Kiss Finally Comes, 1989
Orgasm Express abruptly
Splits from the
Station,
Riding slick, fleshy rails
Oiled with passion and
Perspiration,
Silver-toned cars aquiver
With succulent
Vibrations
From nerve-endings twitching
With ever-increasing
Desperation,
And Sally’s rocking in her seat,
Mimicking maximum
Stimulation,
Crying out across the diner
As if drowning in
Sensation,
While Harry shrinks back
In their booth in discomfort and
Frustration
At Sally’s rising cries
And her explosive
Simulation
Of unabashed delight
In pure sexual
Elation,
And Alyssa munches popcorn
Unaware my
Concentration
Is light-years away
From Harry’s sticky
Situation
And the flickering play-acting
Of the movie
Presentation,
Locked instead onto the
Drama of my own
Infatuation
As I lightly brush her palm
In a silent
Demonstration
Of my desire to begin
The sly physical
Infiltration
That marks the first-date ritual
Of mutual
Exploration
Of what new peaks we’ll climb
In our spiraling
Flirtation,
And she closes her hand on mine
Causing an instant
Detonation
Of every cell in my whole body
And renewed
Determination
To touch my lips to hers
In the night’s sweet
Culmination
Of our teenaged hungry yearning
For emotional
Elevation
And that kiss finally comes
At the 23rd Street
Station
And it’s as long and it’s as hot
As in my fevered
Imagination,
And I look into azure eyes
For any hint of
Confirmation
That this might be the start
Of a tender
Conflagration
And in the end we say goodnight
With delicious
Anticipation.
-- Atticus
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