You. Me. A Little Unity.

      You're here, that's all that matters. I move my hand along your thigh

      Whilst gaining great pleasure each time you exhale a relaxed sigh.

      I used to want you more than you could possibly know:

      With no regret, I'm glad these feelings finally show.

      I'm glad I used words to get you here, not alcohol or coins.

      Feeling the strong heat centring towards our loins.

      Somehow I imagined when we shared our very first kiss

      Circumstances would be extremely different than this.

      There's no clouds to hide the star-dappled sky from us tonight.

      What is it I see in your eyes—disgust? Fear? Perhaps fright?

      You are shivering, though I'm quite sure you're feeling far from cold.

      What if I get you pregnant? You're but seventeen years old.

      I feel clumsy as I nervously fumble with your shirt.

      Instead of a nice warm bed, I lay you down in the dirt.

      Know the present; forget the future, the dreadful past.

      I hold you tightly, praying this time is not our last.