He opened the door even before I knocked 
Were you expecting me, I asked
Let's just say I am not surprised to see you here, he replied

He was doing an internship under my tutelage 
Youthful, but his eyes were brutal 
He had an effect on me 
I tried to focus on the subject 
But his eyes penetrated my very flesh 
I wondered why at this seasoned age
When sex was a luxury 
I rarely indulged 

The day he sent a message with an address 
I walked into the hotel room to find answers
Ours eyes spoke 
While we remained silent 
He bolted the door 
And cradled me on his hips
Kissing passionately like famished souls 
We had feverish sex 
As my moans echoed in the corridor

We remained plastered in each other
Exhausted, we lay by the door
We kept quiet 
But my flesh echoed 
This is what I had craved for over the years
Youthful libido.
©LR