The other night, a guy slid into my DM’s
Not just any guy,
A man
Drowned in the delicious scent of Sofrito and comics
I was such a school girl overwhelmed by the attention
Had him mesmerized by the red bite of my lips,
The black lace of my chest
Constantly curious of something he can’t yet have
But I want him to have
Frustrated with the Universe’s idea of a joke to taunt this forbidden fruit
Bodies ready
Worlds not
I wanted to give this man the complete view he wants
But is that it?
Just bodies
I struggled to grasp the mini life saver he gave
It takes a lot for me to provide this vulnerability
Especially if I don’t have 100% security
Was this all he wanted?
Just a peak?
I know damn well to not let a man so easily manipulate me
But I wanted him to see
I wanted to see
Approached with frustrated muscles yearning
Yet we both had the audacity to wake up with a sense of morality
He wants, but it’s not right
I want, but it’s not time
Maybe soon, our worlds will be ready to collide