Dark Lover

I wake up with him. His shadow on the wall the moment I open my eyes, I feel his arms around my waist. Please go, I think, please leave me in peace. Not today. He shushes me, today we will spend the entire day together.

I pace the living room, his shadow following me, forming to every wall in my apartment. I open and close the fridge, he stands behind me. There is no reason to shower, no reason to dress. I'm not going any where, not until he's done with me.

I lay on the couch very still and silent, his arms tightly around me. No one will call today. I will exchange very few words with the outside world, if any. I'm all his today. I wait for his caresses to end, his damp hard kisses, the way he pushes himself against my groin. I close my eyes and wait for it to be over. But he stays all day, and some times over night.

Will I wake with him tomorrow? I can't bare the thought of it. Usually it's one day, but some times he lingers. A few consecutive days of this and I might not survive. He knows this too. He knows I can only take so much of the shadows, of the silence, of his body tightly wrapped around mine. Of his mouth suffocating mine. My whole life, he's been my dark lover.