his thighs to touch
in a darkened night
caressing bed sheets
cotton and i feel him
to dance in this
and i’m on your lips
in reverse of your eyes
from blue to green
in black i felt
the blank of your stare
under the rotation of us
turning tables we kiss
broken plates we threw
and he stands between the walls
i built on edge of a man in darkness
throwing bricks from shadows
and smirks with glances
to a fool in pink
who twirled
as we speak
throwing bricks from shadows