Orgy

Fifth December Victoria station
Both of us watching 2 lesbians
Clutching each other
Unconscious to the world.
You looked at me and said
"I need love"

I crossed the road
A single look said he's attractive .
The moment drove me to hug a tall stranger
Who immediately stuck his tongue down my throat and said
when I didn't,t respond,
tongue neutral cradled in my mouth
fighting off the bacteria
brought in from your experiences,
wife, lover, foreign zippers and underwear
"would you like to go to an orgy?"

Publicly pinned to the wall of the " slug and lettuce"
your hardness pressed against my groin,
breasts flattened,
your hand roaming.
You didn't know my name,my age or who I was
I was just another genital
for the naked roomful of bodies at Kentish town.
Should I have said yes and followed you?

Instead I said
"So sorry. A Classical music concert awaits me"
Torn between the forbidden pleasures never experienced,
And the now , suddenly mundane, "la traviata"
I did however take your phone number.
I lie here,cocooned in warmth, thinking
Life decision. Should I call?