Fruitless like a static shock i feel you running up my spine tingling the hair at the nape of my neck something harsh and unexpected but unexpectedly pleasant snapping me back into the present eyes freshly opened and wide like a still from a movie quaking on the bed feeling my limbs tighten against you something soft and yielding but not fully, pressing back pushing my core deep into the down we fight for a moment tearing at each other with teeth with claws with fists, open, closed, before the tension breaks and calm floods over us with no slight pause, sending us both reeling into oblivion, all extremities stilled as we stare gasping into the dark nothingness that surrounds us heads thrown back and hands clasped together as we slip away floating no where, watching galaxies being sucked into black holes and stars exploding into limbo before we find ourselves back in bed, abruptly, chests heaving and slick with sweat where we try to put ourselves back together fruitlessly
Posted on: Fri, 30 Aug 2013 11:45:51 +0000