Rules of Engagement No. 7

If you like a man, don't sleep with him.

He will lose all interest,

as if you are the half-consumed

whiskey on the rocks

he ordered at the bar Saturday last.

He took two gulps to slake his thirst

before he set you down on a table

and walked away, forgetting

all about your deeply rich amber liquid

in a cut-glass old-fashioned,

now being clouded by melting ice

and the beads of sweat which drip

down the lip prints and finger prints

he was so careless as to leave behind.

*This is part of a pair with Raspberry Martini. If you're reading this, thank you for supporting my work.