My First Encounter..

You haunt me. I can't seem to get you out of my mind. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about you, crave you. I often think about the first day we met. Do you remember?

It was a warm summer evening; a nearby fan gently kissed my ears with its soft hum. I pulled my hair out of its tousled bun and bit my lip out of curiosity. Will I meet you tonight? A quivering giggle escaped my lips. Tonight is the night.

I took my time getting ready. I didn't want to rush,  I slowly brushed my hand across my hanging clothes in wonder. What would you want to see me in? What would make this real? I chose a forest green form fitting shirt with my favorite skinny jeans. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I could feel you. I know you are near. I gently sprayed my perfume on my neck. The smell of fresh anticipation filled the room, I'm ready. Leaning into a mirror to apply a rose tinted gloss; my senses are overwhelmed by cherry, sweet decadent cherry. The vibrating pulse of my phone sends chills down my spine. It's time.

I rush to the door, and before I leave I stop and look at the living room. My life will forever change tonight. I studied the paintings on the wall and how haphazardly a crocheted blanket hung over a love seat. My eyes skimmed the coffee table; they were met by a neatly set candle and photo book. Can I have you there? My eyes begin to widen and burn with desire, the grin on my face is unrecognizable and the knots in my stomach began to twist. I need you.

The air felt warm and delicious on my skin as I rolled down the window of my car. I've never felt so alive, driving through the hustle and bustle of the city streets, with my hand gently waving through the breeze. The sounds of sultry percussion flood my ears, the aggressive beats of the drum, feels animalistic. I'm energized.

The sights and sounds seem so familiar, I'm getting close. My heart starts to take on the animalistic drumming and a blanket of heat rushes over my body. I can see you. I park my car and fumble as I take the keys out of the ignition. One last look in the mirror. "You can do this"

I open the door, I'm greeted by a jingle of bells as the door shuts behind me. I nervously clench my hands together, the beads of sweat caress my skin, I may come undone with excitement. The cool metal chair chills my skin as I sit, all while my senses are dancing with the sensual smells. And then it happened.

"Are you Courtney?" he said. I sheepishly looked up at him and said "Hi, yes I'm Courtney." He smiled an approving smile. My heart jumped. This is happening, it's all I ever wanted and it's happening right now!

"Okay, 5 rolled tacos with extra sour cream? Did you want a soda?" he asked while preparing my order.
 Trying to muffle my excitement I said "No, just the tacos, thank you."

I needed you, I couldn't wait to get home. I had to have you right then and there. I devoured you one by one in the Roberto's Taco Shop parking lot. Napkins were not necessary, I didn't want to stop. The taste of fried tortilla and cheese consumed me. You are a god. I love you 5 rolled tacos. I love you endlessly. You make me a better woman, I love who I am when I'm with you.

I forever miss you.