how it starts

i can't she
says. stop,
i really do
like you, but
please,
not until
we're married.
but we are,
married,
you say, yes,
she says, i know,
but not to each
other. so what's
your point, you
ask her.
flustered,
and confused
by your tricky
questioning
she says okay,
but just this
once. don't
tell anyone.
my lips are
sealed
you tell her,
have another
glass
of wine.