Submitted by megan on Sun, 04/25/2010 - 08:06
Soon has changed from a word we use to soothe each other to an actual description. Not even tomorrow's tomorrow. Just tomorrow. Those kilometers covered and clicked off on the odometer.
I have swept out all the corners; I have changed the sheets to fresh; I have flipped the mattress and tightened the screws on the bed frame. I am ready for you to be here.
Tonight I will lie in bed and think about touching myself, stroking here and pulling there. But I won't, not with my fingers. I will read the concentrated sensation from every nerve I have and almost feel your body on me.