Lust, my head says as it begins
………..to pound. When our lips touch,
my thoughts spiral
………..to the idea of waking up to
…………………………….your chest and being able to call
…………………..each hair, freckle, and bruise
…………………………….mine. I need clarity to surface.
………………………………………I roll
………..to the vacant side of the mattress,
declare my independence,
…………………..alone.
………..Don’t let him
…………………..the voice in my head warns
…………………………….as he enters
me. The house and kids, the laughter
…………………..and sex
………..that is no longer just
…………………………….f***ing. Love
………..will happen, my heart argues, it swears.