Mystery

There is a mystery that lies just beyond the meaningless good-night kiss
That lingered a moment too long
A kiss that now begs the question, “What if?”

My curiosities manifest themselves time and again
With the one man I’m allowed to kiss.
I close my eyes and imagine it’s your lips I’m kissing;
Your mouth I’m tasting;
Your tongue I’m caressing with my own.

My skin has been ignited
And is wanton of a stranger’s hands;
Such that my desire is becoming all consuming.

This is a book that begs to be opened and read
Pages burning with curious passion
Intuition that wants to be proven right

Do we dare to open a forbidden book,
And read of the mysteries within?
For once the mystery is solved…….

….. case closed.