The speakers bounce
and bodies swing and throw themselves
but I sit in the dark
with whose hand on my leg?

it's you.

breath hitches as you climb,
fear of being found and creeping
excitement soaring

do it.

no, don't!

but do.
i wish we could
so we will
even if only i feel it
it'll be our secret

please don't stand to go
i need to feel you here
to be almost reality.