Divine Torture

You torment me, or more correctly, relentless thoughts of you
torment me. Inappropriate thoughts in the most awkward of places.
People passing me have no idea of the shameful thoughts in my head.
They wave and get no response, because of these scandalous thoughts.

I do not hear the waitress, ready to take my order. I do not hear her
because I am busy wondering how the small of your neck might smell.

I have that thousand mile stare as I go through possibilities. Vanilla? Peach?
Perhaps Lavender? I hope that they can't decipher the craving behind my
twisted little smile as I realize I was thinking about you again.
How soft must your voice be ... or those legs? This is all so excruciating.

It borders on torture, torture of the most divine variety.

Author's Note

Reviews

[mikeduty]

I can relate to this experience. I like the way you have the reader following along with the meandering thoughts about "Her", and without warning you jerk our train of thought back to the "reality" of the restaurant. It works really well.

Good work.

[FateDictates]

nice, have so been here before.......

[Corset]

someone sounds smitten, I find myself smiling at this, oooh if thoughts could talk without our tongues, we would be in a fine mess for sure. I love the delicious ache in this read, what wonderful expression in this to be labeled as divine torture.

[icelandicblue]

Let us hope we can never read each others minds- there would be no rest for any of us. I like the way you unfold this little piece of divine torture.

[Frieda P]

And such grandiose torture it is! This speaks on so many levels, if people only knew what were thinking, we'd all be in deep..big trouble! Nice one.

[Kristina Moulaison]

Divine torture...nice! It's very hard not to picture every moment of this person's outer demeanor as they are wandering around inside their own mind. This is so you in a very amusing and entertaining way. :)