Exposed

Laying there, completely exposed to the open world with the thin maroon sheet cover my lower half and my body sinking more and more into the plush mattress I stare up. The ceiling has a crack. A Big one. It's staring me in the face, asking me to scale the wall and crawl in. I don't think I'd trust it. My eyes see another crack trailing from the larger one, my eyes follow it. Around the ceiling and it creeps down the wall. I turn my head to see it better and my eyes catch the glimpse of the man next to me. His eyes are shut and his chest is moving slowly. Rising. Falling. Rising. Falling. He's breathing, still asleep. Then the memories from last replay in my mind. My eyes fall shut and let it play.

I feel a smile run my face.

I feel my body re-open

I'm even more exposed again

and I like it this way

because I know I'm alive

My goosebumps are coming back

and nothings touching me

But it's just the thought of his hands

I open my eyes and let in the perfect amount of air and let it's oxygen flow to every part in my body. I reach over to the night stand and find my cigarettes, too much of something pure needs to be contaminated with something toxic so I can believe it. I grab my zippo and flick it on fire and inhale the fiery through a roll of brown chemicals. The smoke swirls from my mouth and hits the crack and seeps away asking me to follow again. The smoke disturbes the slumber of the man. He lets his hand slide down my arm, then to my hand and laces my fingers and steals my cigarettes.

Those hands, thats why I allow this.

I watch his lips press around the fliter and his cheak suck in and his jaw line defines. Then everything releases and the smoke excapes his mouth and follows to the crack in the ceiling.

We finish the cigarette together.

Inhale

Exhale

Inhale

Exhale

Pass

Repeat

Then those hands wrap around me and pull me into him and embrace me.

I'm exposed.

Wide open.

I am vindicated.

The sun begins to appear through the blinds and I see our embrace in the morning light. I bit his sholder to make sure he's real, he grabs my face and kisses my lips and his taste lets me know this is it. This is what its about. He's eyes grab mine and they hold me in a way no body could. No restraint could ever. And this is what it's about.

Thats it.

Song to download; Honey &the moon by Joseph Arthur