“In the Secret of Night” by Boots Bryant

In the Secret of Night

in the secret of night

in a room as black as pitch

fireworks ignite

roaming head to toe

until our souls twitch

 

in the secret of night

bodies gasp for air

hands clutch sheets

two strangers in search of something to make them complete

 

no names

no games

no attachments

no hurry

 

no strings

no rings

no inhibitions

no worry

 

I savor the taste

as I bite down on the pillow

in the secret of night

when our bodies connect

I know you not

I owe you nothing

but I still let you collect

 

in the secret of night

we know it isn’t love

and we know we know better

than to let that stop us

but for a few moments

I feel love

from someone I’ve never met before

I live life without regret

and even the score

 

no strings

no rings

no inhibitions

no worry

 

no names

no games

no attachments

no hurry

in the secret of night

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