a couple of incidences we shared,
both on my bed, near sunrise
feeling kind of high, tired
and hopeful

smooth skin,
a soft gaze, smirking
lying about your age

you matched me, in
recklessness and silence
a night long ceremony
where we fell asleep
together with a hollow passion

I won’t try to remember you,
or your natural hair color
I’ll think unprotected ***
and cheating on my (then) girlfriend