• cherilnclarke 9w

    Rhythm and Blues

    Infatuation wraps me in rhythm and blues
    Like a silky solo over a sultry bass line
    Accented by taps on a snare – a ticking reminder
    My heart beats
    It thunders
    And booms
    Thinking of us. Of her. Of me. Of him.
    New feelings blossom and bloom
    Remembering how we consume one another without costume
    Without fear. Without guilt. Without concern.
    Without excessive thinking and analyzing
    We flow
    Our progression shifts into a symphony
    But it is too soon interrupted by reality
    And I go from the highest high
    To the lowest low
    Infatuation wraps me in rhythm and blues.