Seduction, emotional pleasure,
violins playing our song;
foreign bodies, soft and silky,
tangled in chaotic blankets,
screaming out your name –

before jealousy, the child of love:
insecure emotions rule promises,
seeking love, seduction of the spirit;
what did you feel when we kissed?
were you waiting for just that moment?
when parted lips touch, eyes closed,
the world set aflame;

love offers no answers;
questions and confusion,
illusions of romance
bring bodies together.

– last night’s makeup
smudged on empty glasses;
clothing tossed on the floor
in such an awful mess;
then there was that last conversation,
trusting a little less each time.

but here we are again,
wrapped around each other
in guilty pleasure,
before that long drive home.