One night stand

Laying here

He now knows your name,

and to your contours,

he is slowly adjusting.

Your motions and your tones,

he is slowly recognizing.

You giggle.

But he doesn’t know why

You smile,

And you swear '"no connotations!"

Too late,

He is already slighted.

You blink.

Are you distracted?

Wait a minute,

Are those tears?

You laugh.

Why?

Bliss.

"Do I spell it for you?"

Fun.

"Am I too extreme?"

What about...

Tomorrow?

"Take me home".

Where?

"Call me".

When?

"Some spontaneity please"!

Is that what you want?

"We are dividing too much into too little

These answers you seek

bequeath knowledge

To questions

Bred, read and raised

Through ties, time or trauma.

If you ask tonight

You seek too much in too little

And if I tell tonight......well

Your questions seek histories

Asking for what you did not create

Entitling you to my future

Built on a past that you have already

Begun

To violate...

So take me home"

Where?

"Never mind, 

I will call a cab".

Why?

"Tsk Goodnight".

Was it even worth it?