Lights, tarmac, smiles and fur, wet fur and mud.
I remember that women, for the first time walking towards.
Gaps narrow, skins touch, lips miss.
I remember walking, exploring, living.
Eyes wandering, heart skipping, breath shortening.

Desperately trying to dislike something,
Anything, to keep me focused, nothing.
Hands sliding, reaching, tighten, locked.
I remember talking, without limits.

I thought, this might be it.
I wanted to wait for her, she didn’t.
She just entered, made me lose my mind and left.
Why do I feel like something essential, moved in me?
I was so sure she didn’t exist,
She just wanted to prove me wrong.
Bee stings, alcohol, muscles, tight muscles and GOT.