La seule nuit (work in progress)

I picked you up somewhere along the line.
I told you I like your earrings.

Love, loveless; stars shooting
in your eyes like fake jewellery.
Your body is oh so real on touch.

Somewhere I think I can hear
your voice calling for love
but I can only see you crawling,
a shadow of a dog.

(I can't believe I'm so excited
over something which will lose
its value in about 10 minutes;
it must be the capitalist dream
keeping me awake)

Undressed; getting lost in the rhythm,
In this movement,
Until you set me free -

Eventually.