For starters,
Everything was getting smooth...
He touched my hips,
...I could barely move...

Heavy thoughts
Disappeared as he kissed naked skin;
...I had so many reasons...
...and I could not begin...

Avoiding his grip,
I escaped my own fault;
For he knew what I was,
...as I knew what I wasn't...

Followed by light
Into singing of birds,
I was creeping back home
With his smell on my chin....