COME MONDAY – A REMINISCE

We had each other for the length of a song.  Maybe it was two or three?  I don’t know. There are some memories branded into your brain. When, you turned around and with that gorgeous smile and a strong tanned arm, you grabbed me, twirled me around. I felt so secure and safe never wanting to leave your grasp.   True romantic moments like that are rare.  The spontaneity. The Simplicity. Two people who know each other by their first names only.  Your palm clasped mine. It was secure, warm and dry.  You leaned into me and inhaled into my neck, slow and deep, as if you were trying to breathe this moment in for posterity. A whisper escaped your lips, ” you smell like the beach.”

Uncomplicated Heaven.

You reached out and touched my hips just to grab and sway with me. Arthur Murray we were not but the world, in that moment, only consisted of us. It was an innocent move but somehow I felt the moistening of my thighs. Then, a tingle in my pussy, and rush in my brain.  The swoosh in the pit of your stomach. In a moment that knocks you physically to remind you that this kind of special, unreplicable. Give me more.

Then it was over. A reverie broken by an ordinary circumstance. As big as this encounter was, the finality of it was tiny and non descript.

Mmmm…Maybe in another salt life.  Come Monday, my grapefruit, juicyfruit.