You are filling me.

"To return.."
You speak through teeth,
Understanding escapes me.
Is this an order..?

"To sway.."
The letters reach me, carried in your breath.
Suddenly, I know.

"To sway..",  I think.

To sway.
My mind slips, and you take me.

"Where am I?" I think,
but the words do not form.

There is a universe creating itself around me.
The decaying white enveloped the swimming curtains;
they are suddenly so relevant..
As if they've become part of  what is happening to me.
I can almost feel the planets forming in the space of this room.
There is a universe creating itself around me.
The light is changing.
The dark is engulfing itself, writhing.

"Writhe.."
Your voice finds me again.
I was becoming lost in myself, into my new universe.

You ******, I comply.
I return to you.

"Good girl."
My head falls back, and I feel my tongue unlearning language.

You dig into my ribcage.
"Good girl."

And I return.
I return to you.

You become violently generous,
teaching me the language of a lost body,
the loss of control.

My mind is nowhere to be found,
I am lost, my hips are not obeying my mind.
The dark is spiraling slowly into me,
I can feel it's warmth pressing me into recklessness.
I manage to vocalize your name.
It's all I understand now-
You.


Unbounded by your touch,
I lose myself into you.


..



"Wake."
I hear you speak.
"Where am I?" I finally ask.
"Back."

And I return.




I return to you.