A Valid Excuse

I should be shopping
feeding the money machine
gathering useless things
to be disregarded
later to end up in a yard sale
or even worse,
destined for the landfill
but I'd rather be here with you
taking in your fragrance
and feeling your lips
travel my chest
stoking the only fire
- the true gift
of submitting to
the curiosity
of my fingers
in those festive panties
keeping the warmth
constant
and my attention
rising.