truth: one size fits all

as the seasons move from warm to cold,
your arms envelope me tighter.
your words are rushed, your eyes are closed,
and your breath is hot from disbelief.
momentary hugs seem longer,
blissful kisses seem to go on forever,
and your desperate fingers seem to look for more
as they trace known routes on my body.

imagine if your eyes lied too!
we would both be drowned
in this sea of politeness.