The aroma of your skin Reeked of pheromone and no forethought My mindless indulgence In the opposite sex Was both habit and hunger So I loved when those veined hands held me under Harder than I could handle I subsided in the sea of your sweat Stinking of hot And basking in humid It was under your drip that smelt Of chlorine & fresh linen Not a masculine musk, But a boy beginning I happened on you holy Your fortress …