At Least the Sex was Good

Posted July 7, 2006

And I looked you dead in the eye, fearless.

Your sweat dripped from the small of your back,
down from my knees.

I shook and shivered, took a breath
gripped your shoulders, hard.

Realized that you were staring down at me,
the whole time, fearless.

I kissed you to preserve the moment,
kept you quiet (don't break the silence)

I woke up that morning smiling.