Cold night bargain

On December
even the night suffer for cold
then I unbuttoned your cloth
you moved not
an inch (!)
you swallowed anger
but broke your wine glass
you denied
didn’t you ?

moments later ………

you were self- exhibiting yourself
I moved not
an inch
Since ,I flushed my temptation
and had taken shower already

now tell me
how could I help
stop writing poems about you !