Plans created by chance,

The late night only proved to enhance,

Taunting kisses in early morning light,

Whispering promises of tomorrow for a fight,

To see who may take the first bite.

Vulnerabilities and skeletons were left at the door,

As our clothes were shed to the floor,

Butterfly wing lips and ghostly finger tips,

Our souls taking small sips,

Of this uncertainty and new change in pace,

As you found the hidden lace.

You didn't question the scars,

As the sky began to light up with stars,

My fears and worries quieted by your touch,

You didn't have to do much,

You were teasing to please,

As I failed to remember to breathe,

You were never meant to be my knight,