Hazardous.

Its nights like this that I want someone close to me.
Quiet nights, when you've done everything you need to do
so there's nothing on your mind, nothing weighing on your shoulders
Its cold outside, but its warm where I am and yet
And yet I know how much warmer it would be if I wasn't alone

I'm settled against my pillows
Laptop nestled and warming my thighs
Nothing negative on my mind so I look to the left
and think who out of the line up would I want with me
Who exactly am I craving tonight?
Close to me, right now. Here, where its warm and quiet
Where the fan is blowing soft overhead

Fiddling with Pandora and Youtube I set myself into a mood
All my favorite songs
Those Evening songs
Melodies that get you wishing you'd invited him over
Beats that make you smile, riffs that remind you
Remind you of past evenings
With good company

The point in the evening when all you can do is close your eyes and listen
Listening and hoping that someone will finally do everything Trey, Jamie, and Drake are saying they would
I find myself regretting playing any of this music, reading a love story, taking a hot bath
I should have showered and only checked my email before bed

My bedroom is suggestive, like any of these slow songs
These 'End of the Night' songs
These 'I have twenty seconds to find him again and take him home' songs
Suggestive like anything He may have said over the phone
Its quiet, nothings on my mind, nothing weighing on me
Just this soft nagging in the pit of my stomach and
the tips of my fingers
for skin to touch
a face to caress and ears to tease