I'm going back to 505. If it's a 7 hour flight. or a 45 minute drive. In my imagination. you're waiting. lying on your side. with your hands. between your thighs. Stop and wait a sec. When you look at me. like that my darling. What did you expect?. I'd probably still adore you. With your hands around my neck. Or I did last time I checked. Not shy of a spark. A knife twists at the thought. That I should fall short of the mark. Frightened by the bite no. it's no harsher than the bark. Middle of adventure. such a perfect place to start. I'm going back to 505. If it's a 7 hour flight. or a 45 minute drive. In my imagination. you're waiting. lying on your side. With your hands. between your thighs. But I crumble completely. when you cry. It seems like once again. You've had to greet me with goodbye. I'm always just about to go. and spoil the surprise. Take my hands off of your eyes too soon. I'm going back to 505. If it's a 7 hour flight. or a 45 minute drive. In my imagination. you're waiting. lying on your side. With your hands. between your thighs. and a smile