He’ll grab me by my thighs
But is it wise
to let the demise of my innocence
be caused by the hands of a man
whose sole plan is to never kiss and tell?
Well, if that is the case
then it is a good thing I can’t place his face
in the space where I keep my thoughts and memories.
We don’t stand a chance beyond sunrise in my eyes
because we only ever met after the sun has set
during hours synonymous with chirping crickets and hooting owls
and a beaming moon with a backdrop of stars and galaxies so big
that my problems seem small.
After all, it’s just lust
