Not the Morning After

Friend came by
had this to say
might have sex
with me, someday,
But not today
not next week
still uncertain
what I seek,

Pretty sure
it’s curiosity
her nakedness
I long to see,
That feeling of
my erection
reaching out
in her direction,

She talks about
boyfriends past
all the ones
that didn’t last,
Says they all
tried to control
the Alpha Male
macho role,

Serial monogamy
is her style
skin to skin
no condom pile,
And says I don’t
fit that mold
even when
the nights are cold,

So, we are friends
drink wine, converse
discuss for better
or for worse,
What we might find
some morning after
perhaps regret
or joyous laughter,