I remember the beginning
The sign
And too much Jack-
The night
I can’t quite remember.
Your wife and lovers
And the routine
We seemed to have
Fallen into.

I’m sure we tried once
To go for coffee.
I’m not upset-
Conversation isn’t my strong point-
And I’d rather be
Pressed up against you
Than discussing the future
Or whether or not
Either one of us
Has siblings.
Your flesh is all that has ever
Appealed to me
And the vagueness of your eyes
Dark with lust
Is the only promise I want.