Lust and Regret

Sense vanquished by sensation.
Cruel words and careless deeds fade
into shadowy dusk.
Your touch
cauterises the pain
of past indiscretions
and my body forgives you, again.
Outside, in the darkness, rain
weeps like rivulets of acrid sweat,
drumming a funeral march.
Inside, I close my eyes.
The pleasure fades away,
vibrant pink to desolate grey.