This morning the toothpaste tubes
Clamped in a sticky embrace, and
They sunk into my soft palms:
crinkled, embarrassed, and naked.
It was a first.
The window dew heavy with sex,
my toothbrush a slender finger,
two shower taps turned tempting,
and it would never be the same.
In the bathroom this morning
The toothpaste tubes set it off.
They never let go after the first
A zip flew down, the first domino
dived, a buckle blew off, the symphony
my hand was stained with