In Love at the Motel 6

I'm concrete-dusted
Sun-beaten
and tired as a slave
from building in the Nevada summer

Her laugh enlivens me
She's so smart it makes me hard

We wait for her son to sleep
I hold her
Tell her she fills my heart with light
like a sunrise in my chest

We fuck in the bathroom
her legs wrapped around me
grinding away
into the sweetest oblivion

About Jeff Opfer

Jeff is a carpenter and freelance writer born and raised in the Reno area. View all posts by Jeff Opfer

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