Flesh between fabric,
Love between flesh.
Another flesh within your reach,
Not a flesh you call your own,
For they are alone
Waiting in your home.

While you were in your zone
your mind, clouded.
Confidence, boosted,
The latex, you used it,
But when you wake up
You find your essence ghosted.

Regret like a flood,
Drowns your eyes
every breath taken
Forms an inevitable sigh.

If all you have is one night,
an all-time friend
or a late night lover.

One night,
Fabricated pleasure takes physical form
Do you tell the one waiting,
Or protect them from harm.

One night,
With the reciprocated love you say you hold so close to your heart,
The one who forever longs to dance to your beat,
Do you risk the pain of being left in the street
or wait until the cracks open from beneath your feet.