coming to me in night's manifold charms made manifest
I welcomed your skin to my skin,
cellular cohesion, souled synchronicities,
a spark charged imminent electric effect
leaping between us, my heartbeat being the cause
of your heartbeat, and your heartheat
the cause for my heartheat

and days later
instead of singing heartspringing joy,
my first memorylink of you on that night
is to the distinct sense of shame in my own bones
shame for knowing that I welcomed you to me
full knowing you were fresh from someone else's arms.