Night Dance Poem by Selene White

You, my dear, who murders me in hotel bed sheets
Tangled in them so that I can no longer breathe
As my heart flutters with love

I am, to you my dearest, simply this;
A means to an end
At the start, I had felt the same
Now here we are in this room
And all I wish is that my tears could stop flowing
As you lay asleep next to me

You can't look at me in my eyes
Compliment me like there's no one else in the world
Not like that

You can't kiss my forehead
So tenderly, so loving
When we both know between us
You don't mean it

Until the next night dance,
I'll drown in my own emotions
Without you, on my own