She will kiss me
And I will taste uncertainty…

As I kissed her back
She will want to
Rip my clothes off
Yet kiss me worse
Than she kissed her ex-boyfriend
Because
She thinks it was when
She pulled his lip
He realised,
She is needy

Wanting to fulfil
Her needs…

I will kiss her
And she will taste fear…

As she kisses me back
I will want to bite
Her bottom lip
But will decide not to
As she tamed me,
I can’t reveal the wild
Left in me
Cause in this bedroom
All that will be
Left is me
On the left-hand side
Having done nothing right

She wants to love me
But thinks she needs not

I want to love her
But I think I have no entitlement
Whatsoever over her

On my bed,
She sleeps on the right-hand side,
Closest to the door
For she knows
She will leave eventually…

On her bed,
I sleep on the left-hand side,
Furthest from the door,
And
Closer to her heart

We don’t make love.
I don’t think we ever will.