we were a threaded musical

of tangled limbs & twisted sheets,

violent strokes of horsehairs on cello strings,

a crescendo of slick sweat & heated kisses;

a sloppy passion ignited

over bar stools & tequila shots,

extinguished in a single

rush of hot air when you broke

the captivating silence of the night

with talk about a forever–

that’s not how this goes.