I want you to know that,

in this place

I still see you naked,

your lips near my face.

Beneath far too many layers

I see the layers of you,

remembering all that your

beautiful body can do.

Now, whenever your hand hits my hair,

I go back to that night

soft, quiet whispers, 

everything feeling so right.

It’s not just my body,

you’ve put a spell on my entire being.

Of you, boy, I’m not letting go.

You, I intend on keeping.

~j~

How Women Work

Hey, it's me. ...Listen,

I'm sorry.

For everything I said and,... more so, for everything I didn't say.

I'm trying to trust you, it's just that...

[click]

Hey, me again. Shocker. Your phone cut me off.

Okay, where was I?.. Right. I'm sorry.

Wait, what if you didn't get that first message at all?

Now I just sound stupid.

Okay, okay. I found your spare keys and I thought you might...

[click]

Fuck. ..Oh, hey. ..Um, found your keys.

They were in that box of old albums I didn't know if you wanted.

I figured you'd want them back, ..the keys I mean,....

so, if you want, just give me a call and...

[click]

Hey. Apparently your phone knows something I don't know.

I've got your fucking keys.

Call me if you need them.

Better yet, FUCK OFF [CLICK!]

.j.