he said, "I don't like short girls
how they crawl all over your body like a
soft little ant, I can't deal with the way
my own body feels
with little girls."

he shudders, and I feel
an incomprehensible desire
to crawl up the length of his leg
across the expanse of his belly and chest
and sit on his shoulder, wrap my arms
around his face and
lick the sweat off his forehead.