I wonder what you wondered
as I slipped out of your
sheets and into my small
mess of clothes on the floor.
In the car, from your
house to mine- Alone.
Shudders creep through me
still from your touch
as my feeble brain,
weak in exhaustion from
the ways and wares of your
passion and power,
wonders what you wondered
as I slipped out of your sheets.