compare and contrast

I thought it was real, for a while.

I loved our contrast:

my hands so bright
against your thighs

your curves
against my angles.

It was real, for a while.

Toast with Nutella
and fruit in the morning

sweet milky tea
strong coffee

all the time.

For a while

the sensual pleasures
were many

but the truths,
were few

so we did not
get far.