A soft spring breeze & little deaths....

She fumbled nervously 

with the buttons 

on the crisp white shirt

to reveal a scarlet corset 

underneath

wondering to herself why 

on men's shirts 

the buttons were on 

the opposite side

she was in her head 

too much

& took a shot 

from the bottle 

on the night stand 

as if it were a part 

of the act 

offering some to him 

from her mouth 

before quickly 

pulling away

she had no way of knowing 

of course

 that at that moment 

he was thinking 

just how beautiful 

she was 

or that he 

wanted to please her 

in such a way 

that she would 

never wish 

to feel the 

breath 

of another man 

upon her 

skin

the music 

had a rhythm & power 

to free her body

 from her mind 

& let go....

by the third song 

she found it 

& let it guide her

& as she 

anticipated 

the feel of him 

upon her 

trembling lips 

she realized

 that he 

was trembling 

too

maybe their bodies

 were not worthy 

of a billboard on Broadway

or a sex scene 

captured on celluloid

but to them

in that moment

it was amazing