Skin,

Raw,

Going down between legs

As far as the eye can see

 

Sweat beads

Couch creaks

And time moves slow

 

Fornicating in what was taught to be

The ultimate sin,

In the jolts of the build

Drips what should have been

Too much time to think

 

Hands direct

Eyes deflect

And pain remains unnoticed

 

Neither regrets nor ecstasy

Accompany his climax

And smiles remain much

Too innocent

 

Condom gone

Clothes on

The day keeps going

 

The awkward touch and

Gentle push far overrated,

And suddenly the world is the exact same

As it was before

 

All continues moving forth