Night with the Escort

 Force, as my straps fall, shirt lifts, and my mind clears except for a single thought. 

It blurs more with every movement. Hands at my waist and below. A sense of urgency from you that had been nothing but a distant memory of you before this night. 

Soft groans as your hands find my hair, your lips find my flesh. 
Worries of distant headlights pass as swiftly as they do. There is only one thing on our minds. 

The enclosed space we have does what it needs, and brings the adventure you so craved. 

Your urgency increases with each passing second. I feel it everywhere. 

Skin breaks, blood drawn and my mind completely empties, save for one thought. 
My hands release the soft blond locks they held so tightly, and travel to the buckle beneath me. 

Sliding past waistbands I watch the deep blue oceans I've stared into almost everyday disappear, as I refamillarize myself with a part of you I've been away from for so long. 

My lips begin their slow descent, and for a moment I see the same thoughts swimming in those oceans as I think to myself.

About time.