Black blazer and a fitting green shirt Black dress and a passionate red lipstick
Boots and high heels strolling down the pavement
Hands held tight and hearts forever mended
Jarritos in hand
Singing the night away
To a stranger’s playlist and your amusement
Tickling the very lips I know so well
Is it too much to ask for a body and some warmth
Drunk on cold shoulders and a beaten up ego
At 2.10am in the morning?
Nakedness is vulnerability
Physicalised into the purest form on
An unmade bed and born only with trust.