I don't want to taste
the lies on your lips.
You pull me close
with arms so cold
tracing my outline;
fingers digging into hips.
My body's turned off,
my heat controlled.
Retreating into my mind
I turn my back on this moment.
I feel you near
but lay here alone.
I don't want to feel
the sting of your kiss.
You whisper softly.
All I hear is her moan.