I Dream of Booty Calls

I close my eyes.

I see his smile, hear his laugh, feel his warm embrace as our moist bodies, permeating with perspiration from the knock out bout, are so close our rhythm is one beat in our unique love song.

Only to awake the morning after to the reality that the love we shared wasn’t love and was shared….a song everyone knew and loved.

I stand in the shower erasing the filth of yesterday’s promises, today’s guilt, tomorrow’s uncertainty and I run out of soap.

I pack my bag and leave before he ever awakes.

Only to then

open my eyes

and realize it was all a dream…

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