Today, as i sat next to you on the train hurtling us back to our daily lives, our fingers interwoven, i pushed my palm into yours, then my forearm, then my elbow. A flash of an image came to my head.
Standing behind you in the hallway, pushing my body into yours.
Rubbing up and down, up your backside. Pinning you against the wall.
You pushing back. Your pelvis arching into my groin.
Our bodies driven by an intense magnetic force. Pushing us closer.
We move to a flat surface. Me still behind you. I want to press my very being into you.
I want to remove any physical distance that exists between us. I want to make distance small.
I want to combine us, shove into each other, stab, penetrate.
Our moans correspond. Our gasps sing in harmony.
We make ourself smaller, compact.