Consideration

That you are divorced does not help
me reconsider whether I should

bind your wrists,
force your head onto the carpet, knee
your legs apart

or whether I should merely rub your shoulders
and knead your lower back.

I could try to do both, or either,
though they don't really fit together, and I'd like
to fit together,

whether it was with masks and whips
or wine and marshmallows, toasted
over a wood fire,

admiring how your breasts shift up and down
as I enter and enter and enter you.