Literary Piece: JWB 4 (for a lack of a better title)

Originally written: March 20, 2010

The curtain draws, the passion's on
He savors every exchange,
She wonders "should I go on?"

He's fierce, she's hesitant
"You said you wanted thrill"
She lets go and breaks her own heart

His lips slide down
For a moment she stops him
"Are we seriously going to just F around?"

Hormones let loose,
She gets into the game
Her conscience says: wrong thing to choose

Convictions bent over backwards
Short-term pleasure satisfied
"No strings attached"? Is it hard?