Anticipation

I can always feel it begin. It starts with my skin. The tingling comes first and it starts down low, inching up my leg and past my thighs. I feel my stomach flutter and then see it as my chest flushes with heat, quickly followed by a blush onmy cheeks. My lips can already taste…

Dancing with Myself

I rolled up my mat But I wasn’t quite done With striking a pose So I was dancing with myself No one was watching Save my reflection on the glass Turns out maybe I really was Dancing with myself Not sure what the song was Something about lighting up the world And flipping her hair…