I stare at lonely nights
At a moons vibrant light
I was not to fall in love
Yet love I dwelled of
Do you remember the night?
Naked in the dark
You took the first step
Had me at a single piece of breath
We agreed not to love
Only a simple business deal
Nor even a simple talk of
It was pleasure without sense of feel…
Cradled between your thighs
Your moans and devious sighs
Yearning passion in those limpid eyes
Our meeting by a gestured chance
Ill pretend to be the sex toy for hire
It’s purely sex, no romance
Would this just be a fling?
Could it last forever?
Would we not make it a thing?
Could we just be together?
More then just sex, body, and soul
My essential, essence of this my soul
The modern love of failed institution
I feel…I love you…is my conclusion.