and We Pass Like Strangers in the Hallway

we sat with our backs to the cold wall
venetian blinds dividing
jabbing into our skulls
we were
barely recognizable
cheap white wine bottle between our naked bodies
as the cave singers yelped
mutual admiration
i got up and took the bottle
put my clothes on and proceeded to
run the bath for you and light some candles
and as you slipped that sweet tasting naked body in
i remained in my clothes
"get in"
"uh huh.. you relax.. i'll scrub.."
shooting me a glance
half believing, half weary, half tempted to laugh
but you remained
naked in the bath
sitting down, i put my back up against the wall and lit a cigarette
and
you reached over, pulled it out of my mouth and took a drag
passing it back
both the cigarette and bottle
you told me about your past
i listened intently, discovering how you and i weren't really all that different
running parallel to each other
i scrubbed you softly
running my hands all over that smooth skin
running my hands up your chest to the back of your neck
wrapping my hands around the back of your neck
squeezing ever so hard
until you'd whimper
small and sweet
and tremble under my hand
looking up at me with those big brown eyes
cigarette still clenched in my teeth
i felt like i was made of wood and wire