So here we are,
heart upon heart,
a puddle of skintones,
a glowing in the darkness,
swelling the air heavy
with purple kisses.
Moans spent into pillow,
won't find,
the neighbors.
Just me.
There is the rest of your life,
to be sensible.
Lean out over the edge,
take my eyes into yours,
and fall.
The bed will catch,
you.
Don't be a mouse, be a lion
