Written for the graffitidec challenge using "How many rainbows are going to flow over us in our entire lifetime?"

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Maybe it's just for tonight. Maybe you're okay with that.

Maybe it's just the slow piano or whispered singing surrounding us. Maybe it's the way you've rested your body against me, breath warm against my skin.

Maybe it's just for tonight.

Tomorrow, you'll wake up in a fog unsure of who you're laying with and exactly how you got there. But for right now, you're content with the idea of loving me, following me down, and for words like 'angel' and 'I'll save you'. Right now, you believe me, and I really mean every word I'm spilling into your sleepy eyes.

Maybe you're okay with that.

Maybe it's the dim street lights deepening the hollows of your body. Maybe it's the red glow lighting your eyes, making them flicker lazy lust and devious fire.

Maybe it's just for tonight.

Tonight, I'll lift the past that claws at your already raised flesh; relax and relieve you. I'll cradle your insecurities and stroke such bright colours behind your lids that you'll ask, 'How many rainbows are going to flow over us in our entire lifetime?' I'll shakily reply that you're made for infinite combinations, but please, remember those I've showed you tonight. I don't tell you that by tomorrow, I'll most certainly forget.

Maybe you're okay with that.

Maybe it's the gasps and sighs overpowering my hearing. Maybe it's the way your hands cover my peripheral vision, making your face the only reflection in my eyes.

Last night, it shows how things will be from sun, on. You'll go back to darkened rooms and crystal monsters, praying for what you won't let yourself have back. I'll go back to falling for a different person each night; tomorrow, it'll be them to follow me home. You'll slip past the wooden frame, shading your eyes with glasses, lighting up to scent yourself something familiar; you don't want to remember. I'll wake to poison my throat, clumsily crossing the city - searching, searching, searching...

Maybe it's just for tonight. Maybe you're okay with that.