sex
wrapped up in a bottle
tied up in a knot
laid up in a hotel room
with nowhere to go
tossing
turning
charting new territory
with a name
new to my lips
arch, bend and break
close but not close enough
i got things on my mind
remember this
remember this
conversant
a little
taste
more and more
thin walls
remind me
of my lack of boundaries
in room 400
the way i like it to be
heavy then light
furious
then
soft
wet
then
wetter
sex
printed on a ticket
posted on a card
placed beneath a door
out of sight
walk out to daylight
lighter
more awake
more alive
together..
boundless anticipation
to return
again
and again
and again once more
a litany of movement in my body
moved to my mind
between my legs
and all over you
signed
arms crossed
hands running down the length of your body..
remember this...
