TERMINAL LOVE

Our thighs touch

and I wish I knew your name.

Our legs sweat in tandem

this summer

and I wonder how long this instant will last

between our respective stops.

Inextricably linked in this enduring now

we will soon part company

just as your lips part

to take in another blast

of your frozen mocha latte.

How I wish I was that straw

giving you that special something you so crave

in this precious second

and ready to give it to you again and again

whenever you wished.

How I'd love to find some way to satisfy you

before you leave

so maybe you wouldn't

in this eternal moment

between our departure

to our respective stops.

God, I wish I knew your name.

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