POEM - WAM BAM

WAM BAM
we whispered
and we played
and we fucked
like the gods wished they could
and after a couple rounds
I told her
I had to be going
she smiled in the darkness
and said, “how does it go?
Wam, bam, thank you ma’am?”
I laughed
and kissed her forehead
and after pulling on
my clothes
and grabbing my things
I said, “something like that, babe.”