his lips
taste like
whiskey
and his eyes
burn like
fire

his hands
are full
of lust
and they’re
wrapped
around
my waist

the lights
are off
because
he can’t
find the
switch

as his
chest
presses
against
mine
he tells me
he loves me

i whisper
in his ear

i want you

and he moans
as my
fingers
fumble along
his invisible
shape

maybe our
minds
aren’t working
right
but god
his body is

we’re a
tangle of
fingers
sensations
lips
promises

he holds me
until the
sunrise
and by his
kisses
i know
that he
meant
every word
every touch
we shared
in our
haze