by Kathleen Rooney
There are no synonyms for flirting
and there’s no opposite of an affair,
unless you count marriage. Whatever
we did last night, I don’t remember
the unforgettable privilege of your
society upbringing, nights on horseback,
or mansions at twilight. I rely on virtue—
your virtue—to guide me. Please, please
say I’m more than your sexy decoy
toy. I want it to hurt when you leave.
Copyright ©:
Kathleen Rooney
Last updated February 23, 2023