Kiss me,
so that when one hand finds it’s way
down
between your thighs
and the other presses gently
at the sides
of your throat,
no one will ever know
what we are doing.
Moan into my mouth,
and shake not,
my love,
as you I press
against walls
in dark rooms
and quiet corners,
as I remind you
with hands and tongue
of all the ways
that you are mine.