On Sex and Friendship

Who says friends can't f**k?

Music fills the room:

sharp breath sweat runs clothes rustle heart pounds

Wearing your c**k on your sleeve and your heart in my hand

Our bodies twisted and bound in sensory dance

Primates making sense of pleasure

in an uncaring universe

Arbitrary boundaries - gender, race, religion, sexuality - disappear

in moans of ecstasy

Swallowing the beauty of pleasure atop mountains of orgasm

Bonds of friendship formed -

not weakened with notions of romance -

strengthened by unbridled pleasure

Pushed along

thrusts of love and lust in turn bringing us closer together

Your secret lingers on lips on body in mind in me