Pull me closer until our breath combines 

Sway me like oceans controlled by the moon 

Let your fingers dance on my skin 

 

I want to play this game with you 

Moves made to control the other 

Hands delicately placed to tease you 

Crimson lips on your neck 

Bruise this body with my words 

Leave my mark, show them where I’ve been 

Show them all what I’ve claimed 

Draw the limits 

 

The desperation lingering in water droplets in the air 

In the dark, no one would ever know 

That I’m snaking my arms around your neck 

Bodies that fit together like jigsaw pieces 

Glued together until they are inseparable 

 

Good girls 

Smart, little polite girls 

Succumb to temptation behind closed doors 

We’re going to hell anyway 

May as well let them hear me

I won’t be silenced 

 

Water merging into wine 

I am blind to all else 

Give me your guidance 

Describe the rising sun to me 

I can only see your face now 

 

- a tourist, revisiting memories of us