PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

When it is three AM, and we are trying to get things done

We are the only ones out in the lonely street

And all you can hear is the hum of the lights



Our hearts are racing, we can hear our blood pulsating in our temples,

Your hand is on my thigh, making it's way slowly

up

up

up



And I'm doing everything in my will to comply