The embrace we shared at midnight,
How we didn’t care for the passersby,
And only were absorbed in the peace that
Nighttime and the moon can ensure; our hands
Kneading our softness together, reaching and
Searching, pulling me deeper than I already was.

And when our mouths and hips collided,
Deconstructing barriers and creating
An almost Rorschach test of our wants,
My longing for that forbidden fruit grew.