Undiagnosed, chemistry #2

Spontaneity lines the mouths of our encounters,

a certain sweetness with nips and punches

to keep me awake.

 

I never know when or how long it will take

to see him again.

 

But when we do,

we drink the other

like we have been on a fast.

 

Nothing is off limits.

Politeness; all but discarded

at our feet.

 

 

Usually the first concern with the opposite sex is to be liked,

desired. 

 

But for us, 

      that doesn’t seem be a question.

 

               We poke and prod,

testing the other’s wearability.

It’s hilarious

                 and dangerous.

somewhat illicit and famous.

 

No one else in my contact list,

can replicate

such   

sameness.

 

Not a us,

that would be wrong.

Not a we,

we are too strong

to be

a n y t h i n g

      else

                   but

  you

        & me.

 

Undiagnosed,

Chemistry

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