Warmth... the heat of your breath upon my neck,
Touching, exploring, wondering what comes next.
Your stare is expansive—I long to get lost,
Even my bones understand the cost.
I am a seed in this universe, merely a speck.
The hush between heartbeats is thin as a veil,
Yet somehow your presence tips every scale.
My pulse forgets its careful design
Drawn into a current, breaths abruptly resign,
Like a ship giving way to a fathomless trail.