Palm of hand touching hair touching cheek touching you for the first time Lend me your hips like a sweet favor I will teach this body rhythm and the music of us will echo into the bricked walls, syncing together melodies of contact, electrical wire sparking in this blood, your heart beating its way out of chest, the softness, a catalyst for fire, I almost swear I can hear the air particles kissing, speaking, they are singing, closer, closer
"gravity, is working against me"
the dark means nothing without a glow under covers and wrinkled sheets holding us eager, silent learning, don't let go just yet, we are falling, falling further into each other,