Knee Deep in the (K)night

This feeling is nothing
more than that of a fool;
longing and desiring what
I deeply do not want.

But you are near now; I plot
how to make you nearer―
cure my lonesome boredom.

I feel cold beneath my skin.
That awkward question settles
in; would he even…

I am a woman. He can-
not deny my advances,
should I make myself
a desirable, reckless fool.