Slurred words; ruffled shirt; a bed cushions the fall. We laugh our cares away, toss them with our clothes; hot breath; hot skin; too slow to wind down. Breasts and lips meet teeth and kisses, hands take a firm hold; too close; too far; sweat scented perfume. Heavy moans, whispered secrets, a rhythm in wrinkled sheets; springs on a mattress; finger clenched; limbs stretched and relaxed. Slow breathing, silent night... Now just two strangers in a room.