Shall We?

Shall we agree?  
To let each other  
live in peace  
 
And respect  
each other's right  
of dignity  
in desperation?  
 
After the passion,  
the glow of sweat  
in the light cast  
by the neon sign  
outside of the window.  
 
To relax our guard enough,  
in human kindness  
acknowledging  
our need to  
take & sustain.  
 
I wanted you,  
you wanted me,  
maybe for only  
a few hours,  
but supply met  
demand.  
 
We left the bar  
to walk the beach  
deftly avoiding  
the addicts and  
bums, upon whose turf  
we had interloped.  
 
To the end  
of the pier,  
kissing for the  
first time  
 
I hoped you  
wouldn't taste  
the desperation  
in my mouth  
that had welled  
up from my heart  
as I tasted yours  
welling up from  
your soul.  
 
We fit together  
perfectly later  
under the sheet  
like two pieces of  
glass, broken off  
an ornament,  
thats fallen from a tree.  
 
There was no  
room service,  
no concierge on call,  
the traffic woke me  
as I stumbled  
to the toilet.  
 
The roach smoke  
hit me as I shook  
off the last drops  
of piss,  
I hadn't even  
heard you stir,  
much less light up,  
my ears were  
still ringing.  
 
Shall we agree?  
 
To do each other  
a final favor,  
and silently leave  
without the  
crush of false  
courtesy and sight  
in daylight.  
 
What do you say?  
Shall we?