sliding my body
i touch the veins
across his arms
feeling a way
i’ve yet to feel before
i yearn his eyes
stroking his heart
the smooth of his being
happiness plays forth
i swing his lovely
twirling with his body
the street lights glimmer
hands to hips
a dark kiss
shadows hiss
i hear the lies
the edge of loneliness
it creeps with hatred
i loved the vacant
feeling of his touch
vacant touch