How did it come to this?

 

Did it start with your smile,
so sweet, heartwarming?
Your openness?
Was it your understanding,
that resulted in this?

Did it begin with a dream,
so hot, secret?
My lust?
Was it our shared deviance,
that led to this?

Did it start with your body,
so heady, provoking?
Your intelligence?
Was it your kindness,
that caused this?

What started this aching,
so wonderful, consuming,
my entrancement?

How was it brought to
so wet and weeping
in your absence?

How did it come,
knees pulled against my chest,
to this?