Two Poems About A One Night Stand

I.

Tonight, I will hold you,
the lakeshore crashing
on rocks vibrating with
ripples on the shoreline.

To Think! The years wasted
living one day to the next
without you near me.

Your caress-Ductile clay.
I break to pieces under
the slightest tinge of pressure
falling like ash in the sand
from your forbidden cigarette.

II.

On a cold morning
drunker than I intended to be
the color of your eyes
are as lost as your name,
I refuse

            to look.

The guilt builds up
in the back of my throat
knowing I have to
make a decision
trying to remember
what it is I did.

Just remember
I'd rather not hurt you

tomorrow.