LOU RASMUS

I woke up
naked,
with her arms
around my head,
with my pants still
hanging around
my ankles,
sort of off
the bed.
My dick is sore,
and I feel her
bare legs
between mine.
Weird.
I don’t remember
fucking last
night.
I don’t know if
I had a condom on.
I don’t know if
I pulled out.
I don’t know if
she’s still on
birth control.
Fuck.
That makes me
uncomfortable.
Although,
I love her.
And she loves me.
And I guess the
worst that could
happen probably
wouldn’t even
be that
bad.