Prolonged Suspense

We were both going to college. Science class is where we both met, I was astonished at his knowledge. My thoughts of him more than friends, as some girls eyed him with his letter-man sweatshirt. He was tall and looked so handsome. When the day's classes were over, he would walk me to my car. Sweet dreams of him I yearn to be my lover. He had a way of setting a forbidden fire within, soft and warm, revealing beauty that lived a resting place of a pure soul of sin. He would press his head upon my neck And would whisper," Would you." Time ticked away, a kiss he would peck. Just one little word, that's all I needed. The prolonged suspense had taken its toll. My words were heated as, “No!” I pleaded. 3/10/2023 Pick-A-Title, Vol 35 Poetry Contest 2. Prolonged Suspense Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh