tells you the earth moved you / did all the moving the earth / stood still but you

orgasm is like a long distance relationship it comes and goes not always as it pleases – you can taste it on your lips you lick the sigh from silence with a traveled tongue you don’t hold it in your hand you can’t keep it in your pants you rush to make it last too short and few and far between and then it’s done it tells you lies it tells you the earth moved you did all the moving the earth stood still but you believe it for a moment you lie with your face in its neck you close your eyes and you wait for the next goodbye.