Here is another poem from the point of view of one of my characters in the as yet untitled book I am writing. This poem is told from the point of view of my character Tevin who is a partner of my main character Mitch's. It is inspired by Shivers by Ed Sheeran. Hope you all like it. 🙂

I woke up and you weren't there,

rushing naked from the bedroom

I feared I was a one-night thing,

I hadn't even your number,

panic filling me,

didn't get to tell you I wanted to see you some more,

that was when I caught sight of the piece of paper

stuck to my guitar I showed you last night,

a note which simply said,

'had a great night Tevin,

repeat some time? Mitch'

with your lipstick print and number,

that print made me remember those lips

on mine and all over my body,

I shivered with tingles and grabbed my cell

from the kitchen quicker than a Ferrari at full speed,

'Hi Mitch, got your note ...',

you seemed hesitant

and I feared you regretted leaving that note,

I heard shuffling and feared you would say there was a problem with the line

to get rid of me but then I heard you speak again,

'Hi Tevin, um just um ...'

'You changed your mind? No worries, it's happened before ...',

'No! No, it's not that ... it's just I'm at work ...',

'You're busy, I'll call again ...',

'I'm not really. I've been Googling Space Invaders for the last hour,

only had one phone call to put through,

someone about a will ... no, it's just that everyone here thinks I'm a cis woman

and they nose at phone calls ...',

'So me saying Mitch ...',

'Yeah, might ring some alarm bells', you laughed,

'So use your deadname? I don't know your deadname

and I don't think I would be comfortable doing that Mit- ...sorry.',

'No worries. It's Bella, my deadname, but anyways maybe just hello, hi, that sort of thing',

'Right. Gotcha. Well I was wondering if you would want that repeat tonight?'

'You are a fast mover and I ain't mad at it.', you laughed,

'I have a friend's party I'm going to but if you want to come ...',

'I don't know your friend. Would I not be intruding?'

'He wants me to have a date,

thinks I'm lonely,

not that I'm using you.'

'You wouldn't want to be.', you said with a giggle

but a tone that suggested you meant it

and it was sexy as hell,

'Well I'm not so what you think?',

'I would love to.',

I gave you the details and we met outside the venue,

everyone loved you

though you were shy,

possibly had social anxiety disorder

and you were convinced you had been a disappointment,

I assured you in my car that they all found you nice,

nicer than some of my overbearing former lovers

and I wasn't lying,

your smile and genuine ways melted people

like they melted me,

I found it so sexy how you could go from that shy awkward guy

to that confident sexual being who sorted out every sexual urge I've ever had

in the back of my car outside the party,

you were fire and you made my body burn,

I loved everything you did to my body

and was charmed by your nervous questions after,

'Is it illegal to do it in a car? Like in the open?

If the police seen us, would we be taken in?',

'Everyone does it so they would be taking a lot of people in', I smiled

not adding that your questions and terrified expression were naive but cute,

I began to drive off,

noticed you were still looking around for police to arrive,

'No one is going to arrest you Mitch',

'Sorry, I have OCD.', you smiled,

'Cleaning?', I asked seriously confused,

'Nah the catastrophizing variety,

mountain out of a molehill shit',

'Must be hard',

'Used to it,

always done it,

didn't know other people didn't until Vic talked about it,

Vic knows literally everything and he's younger than me,

I need to Google something other than Space Invaders clearly',

'I can think of a few things we could Google together', I said with a wink,

'I bet you can.', you said with a wink back.

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