Kissing Cousins

I remember that day
Of Aunt Bea's funeral
Plenty of people wearing
Blacks and greys
So were we but
Somehow we caught each
Other's eyes
Damn we're you as
Fine as ever

For a moment in time
It was just us
Staring at one another intensely
I admired the way
Your dreads flowed
Down your shoulders
And cascaded over your back
Strong,muscular arms
Were visible through
The jacket of your suit

Damn I thought
Who was this hunk of sexy?
I watched as you slowly turned
Almost hating to break our stare down

On your arm was
My female cousin
Who secretly lusted
After you
But that didn't bother me
One small bit

After the funeral
I made my way over
To my family members
You appeared out of nowhere
Eyeing me up and down
If looks could speak
They'd find us on a
Desert island doing
God knows what
I knew you wanted to
Get to know me better
I tapped your shoulder
And whispered "be strong"
Again we turned glances
Into locked eyes

Boldly you followed me
Inching closer until I
Felt your breath on my neck
I was intrigued by those
Jeans you had changed into
You did them a favor by
Wearing them

Like a lion stalking his prey
You slid closer to me
My excitement grew
Just as we touched
A male voice warned "no!"
Hater I thought
As I beckoned you on

One breath away from me
That same voice yells
No! No! No!
She's our cousin!

The room went silent
Embarrassed I took my
Time to cool down
Almost not caring
We still made secret
Exchanges throughout the day
But all you will ever be
Is my taboo fantasy