Atomic Anticipation

She texts me

anticipation builds

start clearing my desk

still time to kill.

 

Five O'clock finally comes

off dashing to my car

heart beating like 100 drums

this traffic stretched out so far.

 

Red light, yellow and green

driving towards road and sky

seeking seductive eyes serene

a stop sign comes in my way.

 

I stop to buy her flowers

so deserved is she

bringing purpose to empty hours

with her spellbinding sorcery.

 

Finally she is in doorway standing

our eyes glance and meet

she hugs and kisses me

an atom bomb goes off under my feet..

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

lover desire.

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