Such a gentle kiss
lips barely touching lips
such tenderness
releasing such
violence
we rip off each other’s
clothes
tumble on to the bed
fall onto the floor
all legs
akimbo
now on top of the table top
writhing in a frenzy
what’s happening to us
(it’s kinda scary)
totally
out of control
stumble out into
the back garden
wrestling now
in mud
wondering where all this
will end.
Laughter
stops us in our tracks
we look like a 60’s
hippie couple
all peace & mud
free love.
We shower
come clean
(with each other)
half afraid to kiss
in case...
We have coca
instead.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cup-of-coca/
