I Pretend I Do Not Know You

in darkness
as we tryst upon
cold hearts
rubbing our skins
to warm the night
there is too much
of us in here
in familiarity,
to cure this
loneliness, i,
must pretend
that i do not know
you not to hurt you
as you pretend too
that you have nothing
to do with this
escapade of the
hearts fed up
with love
inhibited.

i like in fact
a kiss without
a name.
it is exciting.