will you still love me tomorrow?

tonight you're mine completely
. . . but will you love me tomorrow. . .?

lines from carol king's "will you still love me tomorrow?".

once there was a guy who met a girl in the most unlikely place in the world. one that he despised so much, but was compelled by the thrill it offered. it offered him her, who took him to a room she might have called her sanctuary. there, in her bed, they lay with words unspoken. perhaps they were unnecessary. who needed words when their flesh spoke the language their bodies understood so well? so with eyes closed, their lips met. their hands busy feeling every inch of skin bare and burning with sheer desire. outside, the world under the moon dissolved into a rhythm that only their breath was making. that night, they pursued bliss. and when they had found it, after they had both tasted the pleasures of their little eden, they both lay side by side, skin to skin. they breathed in and out the magic of the night. it was good. she seemed perfect. then right there and then, as the magic was waning, he turned to her and said, "what happens tomorrow?" she offered no answer, not even a hint. he had never expected her to do so anyway. he was there in her bed, in her arms, and he knew nothing about her. he thought of her smiling at him in that awful place where they had met earlier. she had told him her real name. he had given her a name he had always liked, but not his. he wanted to ask her the same question again, but said something else instead. sleep was now starting to claim his consciousness. he thought words could not be the answer to his question. then, he felt an impulse to rush the wee hours of the morning to recede into the rays of the morning sun. because it was then and only then that he could have an answer to his question. he closed his eyes. he was tired. he succumbed to sleep.

ある男性は、一度最悪な場所で少女を会った。彼は、この場所が嫌いだったけど、場所のスリルに強制された。彼女は、彼女の避難所と言った部屋に彼を持って行った。あそこで、彼女のベッドで、言葉なしで、横たわった。多分言葉が必要じゃなかった。彼らの体がお互いによく理解した時には、誰が言葉が必要だったの。つぶった目で、キスを始めた。手は裸で燃えた肌を揉んでいた。外で月の下の世界は彼らの息が作ったリズムに消えちゃった。その夜には、彼らが至福を追跡した。至福を見つけてから、肌と肌に並んで横たわた。あの夜の魔法を感じていた。それはよかった。彼女は完璧そうだった。魔法は消えた時に、彼は、『明日は、どうするの』と聞いた。彼女は答えなかったけど。彼は答えを期待しなかったついで。彼は、彼女のベッドにいったのに、彼女の事を全然知なかった。さっきに、酷い場所で彼女を会ったのを考えていた。あそこで、彼女は実際の名前を言った。でも、彼は、大好きな名前を言った。その名前は、彼のじゃなかったけど。彼はまた同じな質問を聞きたかったけど、他の事を話した。あの時には、彼は、眠っちゃった。彼の質問の為に、言葉は解説じゃなかったと思った。彼は、すぐ夜明けが来て欲しかった。なぜなら、太陽が来た時だけに、解説を見つけた。疲れたから、目をつぶって、眠っちゃった。