she stared mysteriously
through me as the notes
of some sad sweet song
lingered along
and like one who was lost
adrift or abandoned
i clung to each moment
afraid to move on
bereft of a logic
or reasons.
she finally asked me to bed
and peeled back the covers
but i waited instead
unsure of next moves
and stuck in my head
the moment came
and it went,
just another day’s
energy spent.
for some love is a game
best played with a stranger
to thrash in the darkness
of an empty long night
without any thought
or a meaning,
driven by needs
and in search
of escape.
