where are the cheap, thick kisses
in the dirty, blanketed night?
the love not meant,
the passions of leg-crossed lovers?
where are your wandering, discovering hands
over every inch of my quivering skin?
the mischievous pleasures,
the unspoken conversation?
where is your heavy, liquid breath
hot neck-touched?
the steamy excitement,
the rhythmic pulsation?
where is your wise, experienced know-how
guiding shadowed movements?
the entangled mambo,
the calculated dance steps?
where is the tingling, inescapable loss,
take over of senses?
the freefall float,
the mind-numb high?
where is your pounding, firm chest
at this heated moment?
the desired yearning,
the taste of more?
