Body

I pass him,
senses immediately stretching to the limit,
hearing the soft breath,
feeling the heat of his skin pass over mine.

A yearning burn in the belly,
spreading tingling through my limbs
until I am on fire for him.

Listening to the cadence of his voice,
smelling the soft scent on his person.
My mind shrieks that I should not
like him.

My body gives my mind the finger,
and still aches in rejection as he passes by…