We perched atop an empty plinth

With each other to lean against

Lust between our lips

Your voice sweet enough

To reach the spot inside of me

That ached for something true

Didn’t want to get down too soon,

But you moved too smooth.

Your skin wore the moon in ink, and

I let stars convince me.

To let you inside

a backyard that wasn’t mine

You’re Adam, I’m Eve, and

The sun rose over Eden

An addict, true

I wanted more too soon.

Circumstance wouldn’t let me latch to you

I built a shelter, bullet proof.

Dancing with you was a game, emotions few.

We flirt. We text. We drink. We screw.

In Eden again, moonlight hits skin.

In a deck chair, red

We rock until plastic arms

leave me bruised.

Marks on my thighs

Keep you in my mind’s eye.

Without goodbye or excuse,

You flew the coop.

It’s late summer again.

The moon is full.

I’m hungry again

For a slice of you.

The only man I’ve loved

without the shelter of a roof

Will you hit my phone again

Before the moon returns new?