Flat, smooth, glossy key card.
Black & Blue.
****** white.   Indigo.

It slips into the lock.
He slides inside her.

Aching, yearning, driven.
Sleepy, satisfied, spent.

The television remote lies untouched.
Towels remain folded.
Water in the ice bucket warms.
The key left behind on the bureau appears lonely.

Hand-in-hand....they ride the elevator down.

Smile shyly, kiss frantically.

Tender, tired, trusting
they part.

Both knowing this will never be enough.