Ashamed

of words unsaid

I whispered sorry

to a stone.

 

The crisp of leaves

scoffed at my penance

when I walked away

                      alone.

 

Last night,

while we were talking

about her, over the music

I took your breath away-

I admit it.

I couldn’t help myself

It was just that

your face

was so close,

so, so close

to mine

you were nearly

touching me

and

I

was

needing

air,

it was

so

hot and close

and I was

getting

breathless.

I want you

to know,

it’s been so long,

such a long time

and I never intended

to take from you again

but oh it felt so good,

such a rush

warm and soft inside

and I rationalized my behavior

telling myself

you wanted me

to

This morning

visions of us dancing, 

of me stealing

your afterthoughts,

taking

your breath away

are more than I can bear-

how could I be so wrong, so wrong…

I must make amends…

Please,  let me

make it up to you.

Meet me

tonight

and let me

give it

back.