Childish eyes looking through me
As if naked
Warm hotel room filled with your presence
Your smell on the pillows
Your arms and the whole of me
Childish wanting eyes in front of mine
Together, closer and closer, just skin
Opened buttons and clothes falling hard
Spreading across the floor
Childish demanding eyes on top of me
Kisses, sweet damned kisses, on my arms and legs
Mending a unique version of us
Childish blue eyes staring into the night
Into the empty dark night where
Two lovers
And
Their
Love
Lived in agony
For the price of love
Had to be paid
Sitting face to face
On a hotel pillow
As the clock timed out of control
On a dark night
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