What would happen?
…If I crowded you as we spoke?
If I pressed you to the wall and held your hair
And kissed you
If my hand found yours and held it firmly up by your ear
If you found my back with your other arm and pulled me closer
Closer until you felt the doorframe dig into your shoulder
If you ran your fingers down my sides, press in your palms and push me down
If I look up eyes wide,
Would you take me into your hands?
And give your lips to my forehead, temple, cheek…and mouth?
Consuming my senses?
If I took hold of your shirt, would you resist?
Giving your lips but nothing else?
And if I beg you
To feel you closer
To feel your body imprinting itself on mine
And your hand creeping into my jeans,
If you heard my moan
I want to know,
I need to know,
What would happen … next?