Creating Affection

We don't make love,
we make tiny beads of sweat
Between breasts,
Under knees,
in a low lying forehead crown

We don't make love,
we make time
Days to minutes,
Seconds to hours,
Trapped in the continuum

We don't make love,
we make trouble,
Late night phone calls,
Tears in the shower,
The suffocation of too many blankets