Public convenience

[Keith]

Find my spot and dare to linger,
Marlboro light,
crook of my finger.

Breathless belief the time is right,
I see the man,
jeans too tight.

Knowing glance strips me bare,
swaggered approach,
the reason I'm there.

Got a light? He says leaning in,
takes my hand,
can I let this begin?

Didn't have to say a word,
experienced smile,
so why so scared?

Slammed behind a cubicle door,
bodies push,
wanting more.

Feel the rise of pleasure within,
scream a name;
zipper caught skin.