Fractured Crystalline Forms

we’ll teeter on the line  

of Love and lust only  

to fall feet first into love 

and headfirst into lust 

telling yearning hearts to hush 

our ill-advised touches led  

to empty carnal pleasures 

facilitating fantasy  

with convoluted delusion 

we’ll burry our feelings 

under the sweat-soaked sheets 

we’ll forget they exist  

and ignore them in bliss  

clinging to what we can of one another 

we’ll writhe and writhe  

and writhe some more 

until we writhe and writhe the feelings out the door.