Burning

you know that feeling when the entire room seems to collapse around you and it's just the two of you there even though you can hear the mingled voices of the other guests

and there's this electricity you feel

and it hovers between the two of you

making heat where you're not touching

and breathing is harder

the air somehow becoming thinner, rarefied

and those breaths come quicker

you need that oxygen to keep you from the buzzing in your ears

and even through your clothes

you can feel the heat of him

and you are burning up

just right there

right there where you haven't touched yet

until you both notice everyone else has left

made their excuses

perhaps hurried on by the way the room is sucked dry of breathable air

made somehow uncomfortable by what isn't going on

because nothing is going on

you two haven't touched all night

have just been

sitting there

next to each other

nothing but

pheromones and electric magnetic wanting

and then the door closes and it's just the two of you in the room

the small

dark

dorm room

and you've never liked each other

ever

but you slam against each other so hard and fast your teeth hit 

and then breathing's just a means to an end because you have to feel what he feels like

hard flesh against the fly of his jeans

your breast

pressed into the grip of his fist

his other hand

pulling your hair back and away as he holds you

and your breath

tight

against the stubble of his beard

lips

mouth

pressing

I need you

never said out loud

just through touch

only touch

fingers sliding 

wet 

hard

warm 

touch
yes