You been bored, huh?

Sun’s out, thighs out,
Coal lookin’ at you like: “You need enrichment.”

I know.

Yesterday was all transactional outboxes and techblog deadlines—
          no time for my usual nonsense,
             innuendos,
             flirtations,
             whispery nothings,

             slipped between your calendar blocks.

But baby— (and I say that word like Marvin meant it)

I got that good kind of scroll-stopping,
                         heart-thudding,
                      thighs-uncrossing,

      thought-clouding *textual healing*.

Just a lil’ something
     to tilt your hips while you’re seated,
     a few lines to fog up those glasses,
     make ya check your phone twice like—

     “He didn’t just say that…”

But oh, I did.

And I ain’t done.

Maybe later
      I’ll send a little voice note—
                      half-laughing,
                          low-toned,

      the kind that says nothing—
      but skips your pulse anyway.

Put your phone on vibrate.

We’re
   just
     getting
       started.