wake up to a mess,
laying undressed,
and I’m next to
a warm body
that i can caress,
tracing light lines
around his tight spine
swept up by tiredness
mind distracted by
how what I did
might be just a bit
out of line
no podía parar de reír.
y siempre él me preguntaba
por qué me ría.
y mi respuesta fue
que no puedo creer
q hice, en serio
si, eso es la verdad
pero solo la mitad,
porque también yo me río
cuando estoy satisfecho
student and teacher
but yet don’t we each
bare a bit of the
responsibility of
what happened,
at the very least?
my challenge now
is to retain my power
men think sex with a woman
makes them sour
perhaps this is why
my only goodbye was a hug.
I just need to not give a fuck.
too late?
I do not yet know,
But I absolutely cannot
Let my emotions show.
