PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

[for Chris C---, whom I desired in this way]

They became friends during incoming freshman week at

college; best friends, roommates, both majored in

Business Administration, and graduated with a solid

Be plus average; that was nine years ago.  But,

after graduation, circumstances separated them:

finance corporations have no respect for the

personal aspects of their employees' lives,

especially their affections.  And this

friendship was particularly and (as we know

now) romantically affectionate---certainly

cause for dismissal with prejudice if the

knowledge comes to their Division Managers.

Tonight, however, they have swept away the

years of enforced, and almost heartbreaking,

separation.  They dined together, talking

over their collegiate past and corporate

present; until their bodies' urgent need---

without the obstructions imposed by prudish

(that is, corporate) demands ---determined

their immediate and intimate evening's

contours.  Almost breathless with eager

anticipation, they proceeded to one of the

hotel's most luxurious suites, and kicked

off their shoes, and tossed off their tailored

jackets just inside the door (on its exterior

doorknob, the "Do Not Disturb" tag).  On the

floor around the spacious double bed, they

have strewn all of their clothes---except the

semi-sheer socks they have worn all day (in

college, white socks nuanced their nakedness).

Their lofters have been engorged for hours:  the

droplets of sweetness, preliminaries to the

sevenfold surge of intense e'lations, have been

numerously released.  Their footsteps, sheathed in

fragrant and flavorful softness (perfectly

translucent, except at the doubled weave around

their heels and toes), are ready to deploy on to

any part or portion of each other's flesh. They

will make love long into the starlit night; they

will sleep, in a cuddling embrace beneath the

hotel's embroidered quilt, long into the late

morning.  In a few days, their respective and

terse resignations will be received at Division

Headquarters; their Division Managers will be too

obtuse to either suspect, or understand, the cause.

J-Called