I didn't plan on meeting you,
luring you and stealing you,
undressing you after kissing you,
penetrating you then leaving you.
Nameless love of the few
making love and passing through
meeting suddenly and reacting passionately;
bent in pressure
promise in measure
nothing but pleasure
to build momentarily
in our solidarity.
I loved you briefly;
permanently branded
forever lingering
the way we buried our hearts now stranded
like ships thrashing and strangers passing
distanced by rules
that say we're not meant
for anything but a lingering lament.
changing the course of thought
provoked by fading embraces
and even years later you still linger
briefly branded and permanently wander
with emotional thunder
the way I needed you then
wondering if you remember me
as I lie awake remembering you.