deeper than words

doors open from an expansive lobby,
into the dimly lit cab they go.
ladies first, of course.
she pushes her floor,
as he steps close to do the same
coincidence, they are on the same journey.
perhaps, he stepped a little too close.
she felt his desire for her…
doors close,
their eyes lock.
the desire, now a mutual feeing.
instincts take over.
as he pushed her against the cold metal wall
passionately kissing her.
one hand,
gripping the back of her head,
slightly pulling her hair…
the other,
navigating up her dress
she was wet to the touch.
the world, at his fingertips.
the wall, no longer cold.
“ding”… doors open…
both walk out as if nothing happened
wondering if they will cross paths again.
one thing is for certain,
both wishing to be in that elevator a little longer…