i sneak away into the nights grays. into the quiet streets.
back to my bed sheets.
i remove all of me. i leave it bare for you to see.
and i don’t care. this is my heart on my sleeve.
but you’ll never know, and i don’t think i will ever tell.
still i slink into your movement.
breathing fire on the surface. bodies pressed tight, they glide.
i do this for me, not you.
because inside i need something different to feel.