It is this night that I badly want to rest my body yet the phone beeped and your name appeared not pleading but tempting me to come over - to come to your abode.

It is this night that I want to resist, explain that my whole day was a box office yet I replied until what time and readied myself to go.

It is this night that we know what will happen the moment I stepped into your room yet I had a second thought if I should push it through or not.

It is this night that you laid both your hands on my waist, I know kiss will come next yet I put my hands on your shoulders - telling it's okay.

It is this night that I allowed you to filter me in, and me to feed you too yet in the middle of our deep scenario I was out thinking.

It is this night that I am tired yet I cannot stop for both of us are already in prison - already found the comforts of our soul but with all those confusions, I was left satisfied.