Returning to the Scene of the Crime

I fell
asleep near three
between the sheets

Late October crept
through the curtains,

You awoke, cold
To turn off the a/c

I pretended
to snooze, curled
up, fragile and chill

To the strength
of you pulling me close,

Hot breath, with a side of
thrusting hips - come and
good morning to you, too

And you
and I, showered separately
felt the hot water wash our

Memories and love
making away, down the drain;

My mother called, I dressed
wrapped my arms around you

As you watched an episode of
spongebob squarepants, said

It was time to leave,
and the only evidence of us

Is semen on motel sheets and
the fingerprints between my thighs

Reviews

[brokenlove]

this goes together quite nicely!