The Story of Someones Shoe

<br>Its either -<br><br>Something in their eyes or something in the drink<br><br>But whatever it is they both stop and think<br><br>Theres no going back and nothing above<br><br>Its lust or loneliness - but never love.<br><br>She takes a breath as he takes his keys<br><br>First name terms is the extent of it<br><br>Theres no getting out as theyre going in<br><br>But by tomorrow they both will begin<br><br><br><br>To regret and renege on a bond they have struck<br><br>A small price to pay and casual luck<br><br>Some lose nothing - some lose a lot<br><br>But whatever we have is all we have got.<br><br><br><br>He takes her hand and leads to the room<br><br>In half light and silence for their clothes to remove<br><br>Theres doubt in her mind but hope in her heart<br><br>That this last one of many may be the start.<br><br><br><br>So they wriggle and writhe for an hour or two<br><br>But time has no place when two are consumed.<br><br>They moan and they gasp but they dont really speak<br><br>As no conversation could fit this scene.<br><br><br><br>And tomorrow as always, always comes<br><br>As she slips away - he still dumb<br><br>He felt the urge just as she felt the need<br><br>Now the need to get out, still carrying his seed,<br><br>Which trickles down her leg and onto her shoe<br><br>Onto the pavement and then out of view<br><br>Into the gutter and down into a drain<br><br>Joining a river and there to remain -<br><br><br><br>Theres no going back and theres nothing above<br><br>Its lust and loneliness that drives us along<br><br><br><br>Its lust and loneliness - but its seldom love.