The Stairwell

9:10
he grabbed my hand and
lead me out of this doorway
through the hallway
past the lights
down five steps
we rest on the landing

9:29
his hand slides up my face
his body I lay down
his lips press
I straddle
Love
a spark
intensity grows
lip locked and tongue-tied


9:55
face pressed against the wall
my arms extended with grasping intentions
trusting from behind and loving from above
knowing we could be discovered
he finishes me
holds me
in
loving embrace


10:01

we drifted to the couch
smiling from the experience
that gets better and better
down the stairs we hear her stomp…stomp…stomp
my mother peaks around

"no hanky panky?"


We say...."no Hanky Panky....hehe" ;)