Winter Lessions

“Hey, lets be friends!”
soon became beneficial.
Now that is ends,
the meaning? controversial.
All those hours spent,
sad, ’twas never official.
physical intimacy
soon led to
emotional attraction;
which led to
an internal apprehension,
that the feelings are
oh so superficial.
the lawns become white
as we, together perspire;
we slowly start to ignite
a passionate lustful fire.
As the temperature dropped,
panties, boxers followed;
we slowly developed
defiance toward tomorrow.
Gotta put an end to this
self-guilt inflicting poetic piece.
Another one’s coming…over
and over and over again.
Its time for spring lessons.