Carnal

12:09 AM

What kind of monster am I?
What sort of creature?

Do I have any love?

Must I keep it all to myself only to be expressed in bedrooms 

with closed doors and naked bodies?

I can dance for an evening.
I can love you for a night, but,
I can't promise you where I'll be in the morning.

When the sun comes,
the moon goes and so do I.

                But why?

Remember me by the 

   sweat on your sheets.

             And the lipstick stains

              on your 

                         fingertips.