I’m known to

Be aloof and cool,

But when Todd Bridges

Came in to be masseused,

I got giddy and kept 

Putting my foot in my mouth.

“I’ve always wanted to get my hands on you,”

I stuttered stupidly,

In a trite attempt at wit.

I’m not supposed to know who it is

I’m massaging,

But when he cuts his eyes at me,

I can’t help but say,

“What you talking about, Willis?”

And Todd jumps up off the table

And gets his towel wrapped around him quick,

And starts to go.

But I spout,

“What if I’m the only one

Who knows exactly how to touch you,

To completely heal your pain?”

And he is torn

Between the cure

And putting up with the dork 

Who may bring it.

“That was feeling really good,” he says.

“I’ll be quiet,” I assure,

And he and I regain our composure 

As the massage goes on

Without incident,

With only the good intentions on the road to hell

 Ahead of all the blunders.

-jenn