CLOSER, CLOSER.

Tic toc,
his hand was on her thigh,
creeping closer, closer.
Her breathing increased
harder
as his hand crept
closer, closer.
She felt a fever
emerged
rising in her mound.
A few centimeters
from his fingers
as he moved closer, closer.
It seemed there were some parts
of her body that
she could not control,
as he moved closer, closer.