anticlimax

like an inexperienced child moving

through the shadows of this world

I follow, vulnerable and afraid

skirting the edge of reason –

I cling to his body

deceived by soft words

quivering at the chill of his touch

his mouth on my neck

& his hands on my ass

we toss aside consequence

scorched by need

we drown ourselves in flesh

in attempt to escape the mundane

& reinvent ourselves

pressed against one another

my body wet beneath his

my pulse racing towards the darkness

if I claimed he was my person

that would be a lie

his body is only temporarily 

an extension of mine

we have no people

we cast off intimacy 

in exchange for this heat