Gummi Bears

I can see your captivation
And it sickens me
Entices ticking
Minutes
Whiled away
Your every move an addiction

Those yearning eyes are pulling
Close and warm and breathing
So go on ahead
Show me the way home
It's late
I don't know my Mondays anymore

I wish I could forget
That sharp allure
Sparks in your fingertips
Like lemon-squeezed papercuts
Minty fresh
You make my ears burn

Those dreams are saccharine headaches
98 degrees and swimming in twisted sheets
It's time to wake up
Make-up
Aisle 3 clean-up
Spilled juice and spilled beans
My Freudian slip looks good under that dress
Silky, sultry
Outdated
The burlesque of friendship pornography

I can see it
Peripheral ephemeral attraction
Ashamed
Hidden
Spurting like volcanic acne
Orange Crush and salt water
Gatorade-flavored flirtations

I like it
Watch my hips sway
Dancing for you makes me hot
This whole room knows I can shake it
Even when they never look
Embarrassed of the potency
Or the blatant sexuality
Overrated eye contact is superfluous
I can feel it like a breeze

I can see the emotional output
Like atmospheric pressure on my brain
Barometer off the chart
Your intentions like a billboard
Hit single serial monogamy
I know my body now
I can't remember what it was like before

The proof is in the pudding
Smeared
Chocolate goo
Warmly sticky
Sweet and sweaty
Emotional slip-n-slide
For social lubrication

This slippery slope
Reeks silently of the undone deeds
My shoulders yearn for
So go on ahead
Massage my ego

Your gummi bear lust
Melting like childhood memories

I like the red ones best