'I Miss...Women'

New york city. Abandoned office building. 20 somethinth floor. Her and i. 2 somethin in the morning. We find a room. Big brown desk in the center. We go to the big window. I pull up her shirt. Together we flash gotham.

We go to the desk. I undress her. Slow sex. We dress. We're tired. It's been a long night. I lie on my back atop the big brown desk. She sits in the chair behind the desk. My arms are to my sides. Her hands support her sleepy head. We talk for awhile. What 20 somethins talk about. It gets quiet. She grabs my arm with both hands. Pulls it toward her. I turn my head to look. She positions it below her head. Scoots her chair closer to the desk. And lays her chin on my arm like a pillow. It feels weightless. She never says a word. She never asked a thing. She shuffled for a comfortable position. She seperates her hands along the length of my forearm. She turns her head to the side. Rests her right cheek on my forearm. She Yawns. I feel her breath on my wrist. She closes her eyes. I turn my gaze back to the ceiling. We both fall asleep.

'I miss women' by -jonathan donnell riley