The room reeked of sex. Of after the sex ended. Of unfulfilled passion and desire. I hungered for you. Your touch still etched in my skin. I tasted you in the back of my throat. I was ready for round two. I needed you. I felt myself swell; my heart beating so fast it might explode. You had fallen asleep so soon; I wasn't done with you yet. I smelled your breath and it smelled of me. I wanted to kiss you.
What is your name, mysterious stranger? How you came into my life and shattered my notions of existence. I didn't care then, and I don't care now. I'm just using you. You satisfy a primal, animalistic need in me. How long does it take you to cum? I can't say your full name without cumming twice. You excite me. Your fingertip, the square line of your jaw, oh. You take my breath away.
I said "I'll throw myself away. They're just photos after all." You looked at me like he used to. And I fill with self loathing. Ashamed of what we just did. Of my raw need for you. "I want something good to die for. To make it beautiful to live." You see that look in my eyes and you pull me closer. I can still smell you after you've gone. Holding onto a ghost of something that never was.
I try to mimic all those "dames" of the silver screen. I try to smoke and make it look sexy. I search bedroom eyes online. I say things like, 'come here stud,' and 'I want to you to take me for a ride.' I try to remember every porno I've ever seen. Try to position my body like they do. I say things like, 'come here and fuck me already, stuff that meat of yours in my hole' and with every word I utter, I die a little inside. This excites you and you ravage me with such intensity, it almost hurts.
In the light, everything looks so different. We are normal people. I have mascara smeared down my face and you have drool marks in the corners of your mouth. Clothes are strewn everywhere and you can't find your left sock. I have no idea who's bra this is. We look awkwardly at each other and there are no words we can say out loud. We stand, like a cliche. I try to remember how it all began and I fumble towards ecstasy. You lean over to kiss me and I shiver. I want you so bad my body could melt. You smell so good even before a shower. I realize I don't know where I am and how to get home. When you turn away from me, I shed a silent tear at your beauty.
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