We breathe heavy
Hands kneading at skin,
Twitch

Light switching colors
Across my belly,
Fingertips scraping the words at my side.

Upside down view
Of the pillows as I make an arc,
Lips dry and open.

We breathe heavy
Hands kneading at skin,
Twitch

Light switching colors
Across her back,
Fingertips scraping the scars at her side.

Intertwined limbs
In the seizing dark,
Smiling lips pressed to my ear,

“I love you.”