I swear

Tonight I will allow myself
For one last time I swear
To slip into the memory
Of our forgotten love affair

It wasn’t poetic
It wasn’t even nice
But you became my fetish
My all-consuming vice

If I close my eyes
I can see you standing there
As though it were yesterday
Beautiful bold and bare

Unguarded and without pretense
Your form was breathtaking
We copped until completely spent
My vessel sweetly aching

The detail most enshrined
That I can still envision
Was your tongue running along my spine
With surgeon-like precision