clothed in darkness,
i am robbed of my senses—
though i am left
with the sensation of
your touches,
i have become senseless
undone, my defences—
useless,
with a single caress,
a blushing mess,
i try not to obsess
over your intense
pretense—

though all is in vain,
you are relentless,
and i am
reckless.