It’s 2 in the afternoon

I am releasing my craving for you

Unbuttoning my jeans

Surprised to find you at 2 in the afternoon

Heated up on a grey February day

Holding my screams in

I beg you

Need you

Your hands

Hands of an artist

To touch this urge

I hear you whisper my name

Soft and slow

Almost like the love we are right now

As my pleasure subsides

I open my eyes

And the image of you fades into my memory

2 in the afternoon and you were here

02/07/2005