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