Untitled Fling In Two Parts

Part I - Small
 
You introduced me to your boyfriend today
he was small
and therefore,
I am the bad guy.
 
You hugged him
and kissed him many times
like you were hungry
like he was dying
like you did to me
a week ago
 
a week ago,
when you asked me back to your place
and I said we shouldn't
and you said we wouldn't
and you said we wouldn't
and you said we wouldn't
and we did
 
Your friends thought you were crazy because I am a Pisces
My friends thought I was crazy because you are a stripper
But we damned them all and set out valiantly
to prove them right.
 
And when I thought you and he were drifting apart
I was bringing you both closer
making him hold you closer
closer
not wanting to let go
not wanting to let you near me again
 
you agreed you used me,
yes,
but it was unconscious,
so there's absolutely no reason why
we can't be friends.
 
I can think of several reasons.
Your tongue in my ear
Your fingernails on my back
Your hips straining against mine
Your teeth biting everywhere
the slap of the skin
the smell of sweat
the tangle of clothes
the moan of tingling flesh
 
And yes, I'm bitter
because you treated me like shit
and let me go
because I let you
because I want more
 
 
Part II - More
 
When I met you again
Months later
you still knew how to tease me
like it was your job
with kisses on my cheek
and whispers in my ear
and promises that we would get together
because you were no longer with him
 
And I tried my best to appear detached
as I was slowly getting sucked in
 
Then you told me what you new job was.
You stopped stripping, stopped teasing men for a living.
You were now a dominatrix.
You were now making seventy dollars an hour, punishing men for a living.
 
And I figured sometimes
life sends you messages
too obvious to ignore.
And that this was my sign
to get away from you.
 
And,
So,
That's why I never called.
 
I would like to think I would not have
even if I hadn't lost your number.