i look forward to a next time
but if that should never happen
i would be content with passion's memory.
for what has love to do with lust?
or what the truth to do with trust?
and really, what have you to do with me?
what has sex to do with pleasure?
like what has time to do with leisure?
or what has fate to do with destiny?

i look forward to a next time
but if circumstance prevents it,
know that i will feel no loss and no regret.
for what has touch to do with how i feel?
or dreams to do with what is real?
or memory, with what i could forget?
what has need to do with longing?
or what freedom with belonging?
and really, what have i to do with you?

still i look forward to a next time
tho i can't quite comprehend
the reasons why
you'd take advantage of a friend.
for what benefit all this to you:
my breasts, my thighs, my kiss, or who
between the two of us
has most to gain?