the first time
you came over
we talked for hours
on the couch
then our lips
got entangled
and somehow
our clothes all fell off
we went back
to the bedroom
where you
screamed out
my name
with every
shuddering spasm
with every
time that you came
when we woke
in the morning
i wanted to try it again
but you wouldn’t
look at me
was it regret
or shame
you looked
around in a panic
in our passion
you lost your chain
you said that
you couldn’t leave
without it
and the panic began
i tore the room apart
to pacify you
found it under
the cushion
at the back
of the couch
i wish i had
never seen it
that it had
remained lost
then you never
would have left
i wouldn’t
have watched
you walk away

i wouldn’t
have watched
you walk away

i hated to watch
you walk away