after it was over
we sat together in the bathtub
while he cried.

he hadn’t considered
that the ramification of my seduction
may be his memory.

as he wept i felt
the water in the tub change from
tepid to cold.

hours before
we sang hallelujah
as we lay together

and i thought
those moments might finally
allow me to breath

yet he sobs
and i can’t stop hoping
to just go do it again.