Poetri

After your legs stop trembling
And the darkness in the room pulls your thoughts out of you
As I lay, a stranger, beside you
Warm and breathing in the aftermath of our
Satisfying heated appetites

Do you wonder how much more of these moments
We can indulge in, playing
While you wonder if there could be a normal tomorrow
Like good mornings taken for granted
And good nights with the television left on?

While I was wounding you deeper from behind
And you were groaning random utterances
Gripping the pillows and sheets with your teeth clenched
Shuddering with electric flashes
Wet and soul exposed

I thought about the shape of you
Under dresses that I’d bought for you
While you stood across the street of my mind
Waving to me to come to you
And wondered if I’d be satisfied with only your love

I love you now
But can’t promise tomorrow
So let’s not talk about what could or might be
Or even what we want wish or dream
Lets just cum together
Like this is our last supper